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Assistant: Title: The Princess And Her Hound
        Author: EtherealMoonie EtherealMoonie 
        Chapter: 1/20 
        Summary: A Dornish Princess is sent to Kings Landing as a trade for Princess Myrcella being sent to Dorne. The princess is isolated, lonely and attempts to resist an arranged marriage. She finds solace in the strangest place, her guard Sandor Clegane ‘the Hound’.*This story begins around season one-two of Game of Thrones. Mostly canon divergent. Story is narrated by the Dornish Princess who otherwise goes unnamed and undescribed, she is not explicitly given an age but is over eighteen. No use of y/n.*
        Contents: Chapter 1: The Hound
    

    


  

  
  
    
    The movement of the wheelhouse was making me feel ill after so long, or perhaps it was the smell. I looked outside the window to see Kings Landing coming into view. The trip had taken so long I began to think this place had to be on another planet and from what I could see, maybe I was right. I loved Dorne, it was all I knew, my home. Now I had to get used to a new home, an unfamiliar home, without my family, friends and the comforts I was used to. I clutched at my stomach as a pit began to form. Almost there. But then I had to see Queen Cersei, I hadn’t even met her yet but I hated her. It was her fault I was coming here, as well as my parents for agreeing I suppose. They really had no choice though, Cersei’s daughter Princess Myrcella was sent to Dorne to form an alliance, I suppose I was the returned favour. A princess of Dorne to live in Kings Landing, I groaned at the thought of living here forever as the wheelhouse came to a stop. My first few hours in the Red Keep were a blur, meeting Cersei wasn’t nearly as awful as Imagined, she was quite… sweet to me. Sickly sweet. We spoke for a little while, mainly about my trip and how I felt about being in Kings Landing, of course I lied to her and said I was thrilled. Cersei then showed me to my quarters, a huge bedroom with a separate bath area, enough closet space to accomodate all of Dorne and a beautiful white and gold canopy bed. Don’t get me wrong, being a princess in Dorne I was afforded many luxuries but this was different. The details on everything were astonishing, down to the doorknobs which looked like diamonds that shone from the lit fireplace, the tapestries on the wall depicting what I assumed were different forests and seas around the seven kingdoms and the linens on the bed which looked soft and inviting. Cersei seemed to watch my face as I took it all in, a small smile adorning her lips. She introduced me to my primary handmaiden, Myanna, a young sweet looking girl who smiled and curtseyed. “You must be tired princess, rest as long as you need, your presence will not be required until tomorrow evening at your welcome dinner” Cersei says as she began walking out of my room. “Thank you, your grace” I managed to speak through my exhaustion. Myanna had already began running me a bath, I thanked her and felt sort of bad. I did have a handmaiden in Dorne of course, but we had grown up together and she didn’t wait on me hand and foot like Myanna seemed to want to do. After my bath I walked over to my closet finding that all my belongings had already been carefully unpacked. I lazily slipped on a night gown and laid down in my new ridiculously large bed and almost immediately felt sleep take over, not even giving Myanna a chance to brush my hair. I awoke confused, some of my hair sticking over my face and a wet patch of drool on my pillow, I looked around, not recognising my surroundings. It took me almost a full minute of looking around before i remembered, this is my life now, i live in Kings Landing. I felt a sickening feeling in my stomach, i was prone to bouts of anxiousness or “episodes” as my mother would call them and I could feel one coming up. Suddenly I heard a small knock on the door, it was my handmaiden Myanna whose friendly face was a welcome distraction. “Good morning princess” she smiled softly, “can I help you get ready for the day, would you like some water and breakfast in your room?” I agreed to all of the above. After another bath which I had mainly for relaxation purposes but washing the drool off my face was a bonus, having some food and hydration I felt slightly better. “Cersei will be arriving to speak with you soon princess” Myanna said, I felt a pit in my stomach again, although Cersei was perfectly nice to me last night, I still dreaded what she may say to me, or make me do. I smiled at Myanna and nodded, I sat and waited, waited for my fate. Cersei arrived with another knock to my door, I opened it smiling at her but I was soon stunned as I saw one of the largest men I had ever seen standing a few feet behind her. He was wearing full armour, his hand on the hilt of his sword. I looked up and saw him glaring down at me, expressionless. One of the first things I noticed, besides his sheer size was the large burn scar covering most of one half of his head.“Princess, how did you rest?” I snapped back to Cersei standing before me and smiled politely “beautiful your grace, the bed was lovely”. I couldn’t keep my eyes on her for long and stared back up at the man. “Oh yes princess, this is the Hound, he was King Joffrey’s sworn guard but due to how precious you are…” I cringed internally at her words “I am assigning him to watch over you”. Watch over me or spy I on me, I thought. “I see” I looked back up at the man, his face did not change once, he still looked blankly with a menacing undertone. “He will be with you at all times except whilst you sleep when the night guards take over”. Gods, “Thank you for your… thoughtfulness your grace” I said trying to hide my displeasure. The man almost looked like he was holding back a smirk now. Cersei spoke again “I will see you this evening for your welcome dinner, the hound will escort you to the great hall when it’s time” she said, more coldly than she had before. She walked away briskly with her guards. I stood in my doorway still, looking up at the man curiously, I almost had to tilt my head completely up to see him properly. Whilst he did have a huge and menacing presence I wasn’t scared. “So you’re the hound?” I said, looking him over. “So you’re the princess” he said in return, his voice deep and assured. I couldn’t hide my slight smile and I didn’t know why. 

 I walked inside my room, feeling a different feeling from the usual anxious pit, must be rage I thought. I began writing to my family, I wanted to curse them, tell them I would never speak to them again but I couldn’t. I knew it wasn’t their fault, not really, to create the alliance this is what had to be done. I just had to get used to this new life, and apparently the very large man standing outside my door who would be following me around everywhere.'
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