The Snow Keep

Reek dragged the half-dressed girl along as she screamed, cried and begged for him to let her go. The more she pleaded with desperation to return to Ramsay Bolton's compound, the more disgust and anger he felt toward this new pet he had heard was called Arya. I used to be his favorite too… once. Reek thought, stopping for a moment to get his bearings in the dark forest, looking around in fear, knowing soon the Bastard Boys, or even worse Gregor Clegane, would be coming to reclaim the girl their Master now cherished as special property. He shivered violently with dread of being captured, broken teeth chattering as a chill went through his frail body, even though the night was hot and humid. They would beat him, rape him and flay him close to death for stealing the girl away, leaving him alive only to linger in a prison hold, rats eating away at him, until Ramsay returned to deal out the true punishment. Wherever that helicopter had taken the Bastard, Reek knew from de

Ramsay had instructed Arya not to wait up for him, as he had business to attend to which might keep him until quite late.  Arya missed him on his late nights and couldn't keep herself from watching the clock, waiting for him to finally join her in the bedroom. Although the master suite was well equipped with all manner of things to satisfy her needs, she was really only happy when Ramsay was with her. The time passed slowly, even though she'd tried hard to keep herself occupied, painting her nails a pretty pale shade of pink, then trying on several new pieces of lingerie. Several items discarded, she finally settled on a sheer pink babydoll, tied with a pretty bow and split down the front to reveal a matching sheer pink demi bra, tiny sheer panties, matching garters and thigh high stockings. She then set aside strappy pink peep-toe pumps for later, before applying lip gloss and mascara and piling her long dark hair on top of her head in a loose updo.  Grunt had d

Ramsay Bolton had been monitoring the situation at the hospital through a live video feed until Alyn had been struck down. He cursed angrily and slammed a clenched fist down on the console. Sandor Clegane, the Mockingbird's loyal Dog had come out with a ferocious bark, guarding and defending the room holding a weakened Petyr Baelish and his woman, Alayne Stone. "What the fuck is the Hound doing there? He's been gone for weeks!" Ramsay yelled into his cell phone, telling Damon and the other Bastard Boys to pull back over the noise of the ensuing gun battle. "The police and SWAT team are headed your way. Get your ass out of there. Now!" The Bastard of Bolton disconnected and smashed the phone against a wall in rage, his pale eyes glaring into the compound's security monitors as several alarms began to blare. "What the hell is this now?" Ramsay watched as a military style helicopter flew onto the property, a squadron of armed men zi