A Green Little Something (The Hound)
Part three of the little Sandor Clegane drabbles I’m doing. Not all of them will be in quick succession in terms of time progression. There will be large time skips as this isn’t a full fic. Enjoy! Also- the fucking rock scene man.
Court was within the half hour and in the mean time Sterren chaperoned Sansa through the royal gardens. Sansa twittered on about meaningless gossip surrounding the high lords and ladies of Kings Landing. It was a habit of hers. Perhaps her way of calming herself down for the potential horrors of Joffrey’s court.
At some point between the hydrangeas and the final turn towards the Red Keep, Sansa eyed her friend. “Sterren, you look… different.” Her blue eyes searched Sterren in attempt to pinpoint just what had changed in her from the evening before.