#sansan
If anyone is still interested, I finally updated out of bounds
He squatted silently before her, a hulking black shape shrouded in the night, hidden from her eyes. Sansa could hear his ragged breathing. She was sad for him, she realized. Somehow, the fear had gone away.
The silence went on and on, so long that she began to grow afraid once more, but she was afraid for him now, not for herself. She found his massive shoulder with her hand. “He was no true knight,” she whispered to him.
The Hound threw back his head and roared. Sansa stumbled back, away from him, but he caught her arm. “No,” he growled at her, “no, little bird, he was no true knight.”
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My Secret Santa gift for @nobodysuspectsthebutterfly ♥ Post-canon AU of the Queen in the North and her captain of the guards (with fat puppies everywhere).
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays~!!
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It was not the song of Florian and Jonquil, but it was a song. Her voice sounded small and thin and tremulous in her ears.
