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Roose Bolton leaned back against the wall as he listened to the healer discuss the possible outcomes on Moira’s arm. The worst case was that she would bleed out. The King in the North wouldn’t be too impressed with that, but Roose would expertly argue that it was the girl’s fault after all. The...

“Unfortunately, she isn’t here any longer, but I will bring someone else up to you.” Roose said. He wasn’t entirely sure if he could risk sending anyone up to her along. There were guards outside, yes, and they were men that were loyal to him and that he trusted. But he absolutely did not trust...

Roose was silent for the most part of the ride back to Harranhal. There were many things he could do to punish her, but he already had a few in mind that he would use first. Slowly, he would break the courage of this woman. It would please him a lot, to watch her crumble beneath his fingers...

Roose wasn’t entirely sure what other conditions he would attach to her punishment. There were many things he could make her suffer through, although he wished his list wasn’t as limited as it was. “You’ll find out when we return. You should pray to the gods that whatever else happens, it’s...

Reina stumbled back from the sheer force of the slap that stung her cheeks and brought tears to her eyes. Either Ashbroke would no longer hire her, which she would be pleased about. But even if he tried to, she would beg and scream for Clarisse not to let him near her again. She would never...

How dare you touch my prize, my toy, my trinket. The words cut through Reina like a sword. To Lord Ashbroke, she was just a piece that he could show off to flash his wealth. She was simply a whore he'd hired. To Bastien, she was human, a woman who deserved love. But that beautiful feeling was...

“Perhaps there is not a lot to see out here, but I’m sure you could do with the fresh air.” Roose hummed and he looked out to all of his men, counting them to make sure they were all returning to Harrenhal. “After all, because of this little detour you’ve made, you’re not going to be seeing...

Roose, of course, was no fool. He knew that they would have to find another room to keep her in. Preferably one without charred floorboards that broke easily. She wouldn’t be escaping again anytime soon. Or if she attempted to, she would be caught. He would order some of his best men to guard...

At first, Roose thought that perhaps there was nothing in the tree, or it was just a bird he’d seen flitting through the foliage. He was prepared to move on when the leaves suddenly bustled and a figure dropped, hanging from the tree. A smile spread onto his lips. Caught. “Ah, Admiral...

Roose did not allow the trees to stop him. He did slow down as they reached the trees, but not because he couldn’t just ride through; he wanted to rake through the trees as they passed to see if she was lingering around. He couldn’t let their prisoner run free. He refused to even think of what...

Roose woke early in the morning as Robb’s party was preparing to leave for Riverrun. He got up to go over arrangements with his men now that the army was being split up. He helped Lady Catelyn Stark up onto her horse, and watched half of the northern army leave. He heaved a sigh, then walked...

There was no way she would ever be able to take the Dreadfort with Ramsay there. It would be impossible for whatever crew she had to invade and take his home and castle. The Dreadfort would stand and it would continue to belong to the Boltons long after she and her crew stupidly attempted to...

Roose’s confidence returned when she mentioned raiding his home. He could have laughed, actually, at her threat. If she thought she would survive even a moment at the Dreadfort when Ramsay was there, she had another thing coming. The one thing Roose couldn’t deny was that his bastard son was...

The threat that she would take her ships north once returned to her brother caught Roose’s attention, and he raised a brow at her words. It could be an empty threat meant to rile him up and worry the northern army, or it could be true. If it was true, the whole of the army was in the Riverlands...

“If Tywin Lannister knew you would be spared and ransomed back home, then he clearly he thinks you are no longer useful in his war attempt against the north.” Roose stated bluntly and hoped that it would sting enough for her to be willing to reveal some of Tywin’s plans. Although, there was...

When she decided to sit on top of the desk, Roose raised a brow, but he used the opportunity to take the chair and sit on it. He’d been on his feet most of the day, so sitting down wouldn’t hurt. “No, they do not. I simply thought you’d enjoy some conversation.” He was never good at...

Roose looked to her and he rolled his eyes as she demanded that he taste the food. Part of him didn’t blame her for thinking the food might be poisoned. If he were in charge it would have been a reasonable thought. But he wasn’t in charge. Robb Stark was, and he was honourable. He wouldn’t...

“Of course,” Roose said with a nod of his head. He would inform the king about everything of importance. It was his duty, after all. He gave a bow of his head before walking away, allowing Robb to get on with sending the letter. Lord Bolton wasn’t going to return to the girl straight away. He...

“We won’t be lying to Lord Farman, my liege. Simply… Not stating everything immediately. If he worries for her safety, then he’d hurry up to respond. But it states that we will not hurt her, so he should trust that.” Not that Sebaston would have any reason to trust it other than the honour of a...

Roose remained still as Robb read over the letter, and he nodded in agreement with his comment about the peculiar signature. “I questioned her about it, but she said she’s signed like that ever since she could. We’ll have to trust that it doesn’t mean anything.” Lord Bolton then cleared his...