The men scrambled the ship, each preparing their weapons. A handful of which would remain aboard the ships, armed with bows, while the remaining would go on the ground with Lord Baelish. "They are waiting to come off the ship until dark as to draw no attention to the Lady." He looked around to the men. "Most of the sailors aboard their ship are going to leave though to draw no attention, thus leaving only a handful of men there to defend her."
He grinned a bit, "I do not care what happens to anyone on that ship except for my Lady, not one hair on her head is to be harmed. Bring her immediately to me here, the septon will marry us here." He then turned to an old man standing to his side who nodded. "Should she refuse me, I have one more trick up my sleeve." He then nodded to his men who quickly left the ship, heading towards the unsuspecting ship.
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"We wait until nightfall, most of the sailors have already left their ship but there was no sign of the Lady Sansa and her companions. They are obviously waiting for nightfall as well." Ser Meryn looked over to the ship sitting in the dock, "keep an eye on her ship though, any movement and you will let me know." He then turned to a large man who had been standing behind him. "Understand?"
The man nodded but did not say a word, he simply moved to the railing of the ship and watched over the boat that Sansa was aboard.
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Sandor had insisted that Sansa and Shae remain in their room as he spoke with the captain. Since the bulk of the crew had already left, they could not risk leaving during the day and drawing attention to themselves. The girls had been talking to one another when they heard a commotion coming from the deck.
Shae ran to the door and peeked her head out, she heard the familiar sound of swords clashing and quickly shut the door locking it tight. "My Lady, be ready." She stood back a bit, keeping Sansa behind her.
"What is going on?" Sansa stood, her heart pounding as she heard the noise, "are there men trying to steal from the ship perhaps?"
Shae shook her head, "no, I guarantee there were men here waiting for you, now they have come." She looked to Sansa who had gone pale white, "Sandor swore he wouldn't let anyone hurt you, neither will I."
Sansa smiled slightly but inside she was terrified. She wasn't worried for herself, she knew she was too valuable to kill, but she knew that Sandor and Shae meant nothing to the men that hunted her. She was worried for them.
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"Make this easier on yourself Hound! Where is the girl?" Sandor had found himself fighting with two men at once. He growled out as he swung his sword furiously, "you will never take her to that bastard you serve!"
"Just kill him already, the girl is below deck." Another man laughed as he had finished running his sword through Tymad, killing the First Mate almost instantly. "Face it Hound, you're outnumbered!" The man pulled his sword from the dead man and followed a group of men who headed below deck to the girls.
"Sansa!" Sandor shouted as he tried to run after the men but found himself surrounded by more men, quickly being overtaken. "Hurt her and I'll kill you all!" They were the last words he said before the blunt edge of a sword came down on his head, knocking him out cold.
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"Ser Meryn, their ship is being attacked!" The large man from earlier had come running into Meryn's chambers. "I have already sent a handful of men to aide them, but I fear we may be too late."
Meryn quickly stood from where he was sitting, pulling his sword out as he moved to the door. "A handful is not enough. Get all our men now! We cannot risk anything happening to the lady!"
He then quickly moved out the door, heading to help Sansa, not willing to let any more harm come to the girl.
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The men were banging at the door causing Sansa to scream out, "Gods Shae, they are going to get in!" Sansa had backed against the wall in fear as Shae stood her ground.
"They will not hurt you, remember that Sansa." She then moved forward to grab the lock of the door.
"Shae what are you doing?" Sansa screamed out in horror.
Shae unlocked the door and let it swing open, she hid behind it though so the men only saw Sansa. Her eyes widened in horror as at least five men entered. She tried to back up more but her back was already pressed hard against the wall. "Where's Sandor?"
One of the men laughed stepping close to her, "the Hound is already taken care of, and maybe we'll spare him as a wedding gift for you My Lady." He had reached out to grab her when Shae emerged from behind the door, jumping on his back sinking one of her daggers into his neck.
She quickly jumped from him to another man who had moved to advance on her, slicing his throat instantly. While she started to fight with a third man the other two grabbed Sansa and began to drag her from the room. "Shae! No don't hurt her!"
Her screams fell on deaf ears though as she watched in horror as the man Shae fought buried his sword deep into Shae's stomach.
"No! Shae!" Sansa struggled against the men trying to get to her friend but could not and they quickly pulled her from the room. Tears falling from her face as she continued to struggle. "Let me go!"
Once on the deck she spotted Sandor laying face first on the deck, her struggling stopped as she saw him. "No!" She looked to a man who was about to bring his sword down on him, "please! Don't kill him! I won't fight if you agree to spare him!" Her face was already stained with tears, she had just watched her dear friend be killed, and she couldn't bear to watch Sandor die too.
The man looked at Sansa then nodded, "fine, go with them and we'll take the Hound as a prisoner."
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"Welcome My Lady." Lord Baelish bowed as Sansa was led aboard his ship, the same smug smile across his lips as he took her hand and placed a kiss upon it. He then frowned when he saw the tears running from her eyes. "Why the tears on such a happy night, you and I are about to marry."
Sansa looked at him in disgust and shook her head, "you think I will marry you just because you have taken me prisoner? Forget it!" She then jerked her hand from his.
Lord Baelish laughed a bit, "I figured you would refuse, so I arranged for an early wedding gift for you." He then turned his attention to the ramp leading to the docks, a handful of men leading the Hound up, now tied up with ropes around his wrists and more around his arms and body. Sansa's eyes widened in horror though, with what came behind him.
Two more men approached, holding a young girl struggling. She two had been bound but continued to fight, cursing the men as she did so. "Arya?" Sansa moved to run to her sister but found Lord Baelish holding her back. "How did you find her? And what do you want from her?" Sansa turned to look at him, her face full of fury.
He laughed a bit more, "After all the time you spent with me, you still question my ways?" He shook his head a bit as he turned to see his septon walking towards them, holding out two cloaks. One being the maiden's cloak for Sansa, the other being the wedding cloak, embroidered with Lord Baelish's symbol, the mockingbird. "My wedding gift to you sweetling…" He took the maidens cloak from the septon and wrapped it around her shoulders, "is your sister's life, and the life of your dog."
Sansa's eyes widened in horror, she looked to Arya and Sandor then back to Lord Baelish. "And if I refuse?"
He shook his head as he took a hold of his own cloak, "then I am afraid I will have to kill them." He then turned to his guards. "Raise the ramp, I do not want any more men trying to board the ship." He then turned to Sansa and offered his hand to her, "So, what will it be?"
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(((Oh no! What will Sansa do?)))
~Huggles~