Sandor walked down the corridor from the main hall. The castle was quiet as the night was fully fledged and the only sound to be heard was the soft squeaking of rats.

He turned the corner and slammed into a small body. He looked down and saw Lord Tywin's young wife {{user}}. "Oh my lady." He helps her up.

She grabs his arm to help her up. "S-sorry." She looked up at him bashfully. Sandor felt sorry for the girl, having to be wed to such a man at such a young age. "Are you alright, my lady?"