"Sorry about the food. It's not what we're known for." Edd remarked looking to Sansa as she stared down at the meat on her fork. "When your aunt cooks its like heaven in your mouth."
"That's all right. There are more important things." Sansa assured as she took a small bite. "But did make anything?"
"Mama did. I ate it." Tumi agreed as she ate contently beside Sansa.
"Who is your mama?" Sansa countered looking her over.
"That's my daughter." Tormund remarked Tumi gave him a thumbs up.
"But Da doesnt cook like this. Doesnt cook at all." Tumi remarked, Sansa looked to Tumi's bowl.
"Auntie did you happen to make anything?" Sansa asked as Caro sat down.
"Yeah, I have to hide it. Tumi would eat everything." Caro agreed moving back to the back countered shimming the cabinet to open the door.
"That opens?" Edd questioned.
"Best hiding spots." Caro mused Sansa breathed it in as she uncovered it.
"I told you mama made food." Tumi repeated.
"Did I miss something?" Sansa questioned softly as a Night's Watchman entered the room and silently held out a scroll to Jon
"A letter for you, Lord Commander."
"I'm not Lord Commander anymore." Jon corrected but still he held it to Jon. Jon took the letter noticing the seal of House Bolton. He opened the scroll and started reading.
"Bolton." Caro muttered.
"To the traitor and bastard Jon Snow. You allowed thousands of wildlings past the Wall. You have betrayed your own kind. You have betrayed the North. Winterfell is mine, bastard. Come and see. Your brother Rickon is in my dungeon." Jon read out. Jon looked to Sansa, Rickon wasn't there when he left.
"Rickon's alive?" Caro rasped.
"His direwolf's skin is on my floor. Come and see. I want my bride back. Send her to me, bastard, and I will not trouble you or your wildling lovers. Keep her from me and I will ride north and slaughter every wildling man, woman, and babe living under your protection. You will watch as I skin them living. You --" Jon stopped himself.
"Go on." Sansa assured.
"It's just more of the same." Jon remarked with a sigh as he put the letter away but Sansa snatched it from him.
"You will watch as my soldiers take turns raping your sister. You will watch as my dogs your wild little brother. Then I will spoon your eyes from their sockets and let my dogs do the rest. Come and see. Ramsay Bolton, Lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North." Sansa read off.
"Lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North." Jon repeated.
"His father's dead. Ramsay killed him. And now he has Rickon." Sansa deduced
"We don't know that." Jon corrected
"Yes, we do." Sansa declared and Caro stared back at her. What had Ramsay done to Sansa? Caro didnt want to push but she wanted to help, wanted to be there for her but she knew sansa didnt want to dredge up the memories.
"How many men does he have in his army?" Tormund questioned.
"I heard him say 5,000 once when he was talking about Stannis's attack." Sansa recalled.
"That's doable right?" Caro offered looking to Jon.
"How many do you have?" Jon questioned tormund.
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End Game// Tormund Giantsbane (3)
FanfictionCarolina Stark is on the move after Tywins death and all she wants is to go home. But we don'talways get what we want. 🐺 "I'm too hot to be one of the guys." 🔥 "You heard about me. I got some big enemies." ⚔️ Most characters belong to GRRM Boo...
