Bad Dreams / Sandor Clegane

27. She's A Lannister

 Arya and her companions were less than happy about being stuck with the brotherhood without banners but they were feeding them so they tried to keep quiet.

'I never like the skinny ones it's like drinking from a puddle not that I am adverse from drinking from a puddle-' thoros was saying eyeing Arya curiously

'I don't drink ale.' Arya told him as they poured her a glass

'There is no story that a drink cannot make better.' thoros informed her 'You see though my battle of sobriety is very tedious...' thoros remarked.

'so how did three children-' thoros went on.

'We are not children.' she told him defensively.

'Fine how did three young persons untrained in the art of war escape from Harrenhall?' thoros corrected.

'Gendry is a Smith and apprentice in the armory.' Arya informed them.

'A Smith you say? Where did you train?' Thoros questioned, Gendry looked at arya chewing on his bread, swallowing stiffly before addressing the brotherhood.

'Kings Landing. Tobo Marchette.' Gendry told them.

'That criminal!' Thoros exclaimed, 'he charges twice as much as anyone else in the city.'

'That's because he is twice as good.' Gendry told him

'A Smith and a salesman.' Thoros remarked.

'Gendry stole us weapons.' arya told Thoros.

'That so?' thoros questioned grinning over at his men. 'a fortress, like Harrenhal... you lot got out with your charms?' thoros added,

'He knows how to use a sword and so do I.' arya told them. The men started laughing 'my brothers taught me.' Arya went on. Arya stood up pointing her blade out at Thoros but quickly thoros got up knocking her sword from her hands she jumped back.

'To your brothers!' he said picking up his ale again. arya picked up her sword sitting back down. 'you can finish your meals before you go it may be a long time before you get another.' Thoros told them,

'You will free us?' arya questioned.

'We gave you our word... Before you go,' Thoros said as they began to stand up wanting to make a quick exit in case they change their minds. 'let me make a quick speech-' but cheering distracted him, another brotherhood group came in cheering, bringing a prisoner along with them. 'that is an uncommonly large person.' Thoros noted. 'how does one succumb such a large man?'

'Gave him ale until he couldn't see straight,' Negan told thoros. 'The little one refused to leave without him.'' Amelia stared back at Thoros wide eyed. 

''Poor man you have my sympathy.' thoros poked fun at him. Thoros removed the hood to see none other than Sandor Clegane. 'The hound.' Thoros declared. 'Not a man a hound!' thoros exclaimed howling into the tavern 'so good to see you again.' Thoros remarked, sandors arms were bound behind him, yet he stood intimidatingly tall before them.

'Thoros? The fuck you doing here?' Sandors eyes moved around the group. He glanced back at Amelia feeling her hand fisting his shirt trying to stay close to him.

''Drinking and talking too much same as ever... a pretty prize lads.' Thoros noted at sandor. His men agreed.

'Girl.' Sandor called 'what in seven hells are you doing with a stark bitch?' They all look to arya.

'Arya? Everyone thought you were dead." Amelia remarked. Arya scowled back at them. Joffrey had killed her father and therefore Amelia was on her list as well. JOffrey's twin. Arya had a similar mindset of Joffrey. Punish the sibling for their other siblings idiocy. ''is this really necessary?' Amelia lifted her bound hands. "I won't hurt anyone."