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part i - lady of the dreadfort

in which ani finds herself betrothed to the warden of the north and realises all too quickly that she must adapt. - this is not really my thing but i thought people might enjoy xo

how she had fallen. how very low she had fallen.

needles filled her chest, piercing her lungs more persistently the longer she staggered through the forest, her breath clouding in front of her as she ran. the snow bit her feet, the cold eating her from the inside out.

blood. there was blood in the snow and a sharp pain in her foot. her whole body shuddered and her white nightdress did nothing to abet the cold. her hands were turning blue.

“if you make if out of the woods, you win!” that sadistically merry voice. the barking of hounds that hadn’t been fed in weeks bouncing through the pines. all she could do was keep running. running like an animal.

she stumbled on a rock, falling face first in the snow as the wind was knocked out of her.

10 weeks earlier

she didn’t wear the white fox furs. not anymore. her dress was a murky grey, embroidered with little flayed men. she has learned very quickly to adapt. the girl that had arrived at the dreadfort would have been bewildered at ramsay’s request to take her out hunting. now she steeled herself as she wrapped the fur cloak around her shoulders. after all, she would be married to his father within the fortnight.

“mother.” his voice dripped in sweetness. it fell like poison on her ears. he was seven years her senior. his hand, too, was like poison on her back, guiding her as they walked to the forest. they walked for some time, but passed hardly any game and ramsay ignored the few rabbits that crossed their path.

eventually she relented. “what are we looking for?” he smiled then. an unsettling, sickening smile. “you mustn’t fret. we’re almost there. girls!” he whistled, calling the hounds to heel.

she didn’t want to ask the next question. she didn’t want to indulge his twisted fantasies. “…what are we hunting?” he didn’t answer, just looked at the clearing ahead of them. she followed his gaze and her stomach turned. there was a man, bruised, bleeding, dressed in threadbare clothes and shuddering from head to toe where he sat tied to a post. she had to look away.

“ramsay no…” all he did was smile more, tilting his head. “this man is a traitor. he wants to hurt us. to hurt our house. would you have me let him get away with that, anora?”

all she could do was shake her head, her voice barely above a whisper. “come on ramsay don’t.” his whistle cut through the frosty air and just like that, the dogs were on the man.

tearing, screaming, crunching. ani forced herself not to cry out. not to flinch. she schooled her face into a mask, her eyes fixed on the ground as she willed away the tremor in her hands, numbing the nausea that roiled in her gut.

ramsay pressed a rough kiss to her cheek that sent a chill down every vertebrae in her body. “come now,” he murmured lowly, “lord bolton will be missing you.”

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