How To Kill a Flower

Chapter 30

(Ciri's POV)

A month had passed since Sansa and Theon had gotten free. Ramsey was pissed but he also loved having me around. 

He kept flaying my body, flaying pieces that were already missing flesh. All after he would rape me. He would beat me, rape me, then flay me. Breaking me down, piece by piece. But i would never forget who i was.

Three weeks after Sansa had left, Lord Umber had come to Winterfell with Rickon and a wildling woman in their clutches. They had already beheaded Shaggydog, Rickon's direwolf. 

They brought me into Ramsey's office. Lord Karstark and Ramsey were seated, talking to Lord Umber.

"...Pledge your banners to House Bolton. Swear loyalty to me as Warden of the North and we will fight together to destroy the bastard and all his wildling friends."

They all watched as a Bolton guard brought me up to Ramsey, he took my hand and kissed it.

Lord Umber watched, "I'm not kissing your fucking hand."

"Traditionally a bannerman kneels before his lord." Ramsey said.

Umber wasn't having any of it, "I'm not doing that either."

Ramsey looked at him confused now, "Why would I trust a man who won't honor tradition?"

"Your father honored tradition. Knelt for Robb Stark. Called him King of the North. Was Robb Stark right to trust your father?" I glared at him as he spoke of my twin.

"Then it appears we're at a bit of an impasse." Ramsey said.

"Fuck kneeling and fuck oaths." He backs up while catching my eye, "I've got a gift for you."

"A girl, I hope. I prefer redheads." He smirked up at me. Umber men brought two people in with bags over their heads.

"A girl, aye. A wild one." Umber pulled the sacks off the wildling's head. 

Ramsey stood, "I like them wild." He licked his lips looking over at me. 

Umber continued, "And the boy, nice and young. The way Karstark likes them." Karstark stood as i stared at the other hooded person. Umber took the hood off to reveal Rickon.

I lunged forward, "No!" I punched the guard closed to me, and when the second guard grabbed for me, i used his momentum to twist his arm back, snapping it out of place.

Ramsey grabbed for me as well, but i ducked under his arms, pushing him away from me. But more men grabbed me, holding me in place. 

Ramsey smirked at me, "Well you sure got her worked up, Who's this?"

"Don't you dare Smalljon Umber, i will slit your throat." I threatened.

He didn't even hesitate, "Rickon Stark." I growled in frustration as Umber revealed his name.

Ramsey glanced at me before posing the question, even though he knew from my reation, this was definitely Rickon, "How do I know that's Rickon Stark?"

Umber reaches for a sack, pulling out Shaggydog's head and placing it on the table heavily.

Ramsey looks at the head, looks at Umber, smirks at me, then looks back at Rickon, "Welcome home, Lord Stark." He grins sadistically.

"Ramsey, please!" I begged from the guard's arms.

"Oh dont beg Cirilla, its not becoming of you." He waves his arms anyway, motioning for the guards to release me.

I ran over to Rickon, throwing my arms around him, "Oh Rickon! Are you okay? Did they hurt you."

I pull away from the hug, cupping his cheeks between my hands, "You've gotten so big."

"Ciri? Is that really you?" He asked as i nodded.

"Take them to the dungeons," He ordered his men, "Come Cirilla, i cant have my wife sleeping in the dungeons."

"No!, let me walk with them at least," I said, holding Rickon's hand.

"How can i trust you, last time i left you with a sibling she went missing." He said with a straight face.

"I wont stay, i just want to talk." I hated begging, but this was my baby brother.

He nodded, "Fine, but i will see you later tonight, i want to see some of that fire in your eyes while i take you."

Disgusted i nodded to him, pulling Rickon away by the hand. Bolton men following us.

"Who are you?" I asked the woman they brought in with Rickon.

"Osha, i watched over your brothers."

I looked at her skeptically, "Its true Ciri, she saved us when Theon took Winterfell."

"You're their oldest sister, Cirilla?" Osha asked, i nodded, "They talked of you often. Saying they wanted to be like you rather than their older brothers." 

I grinned, "That's because i could beat my brothers easily."

I ruffled Rickon's hair, "What happened Ciri? Why are you married to that monster."

Any amusement in my face fell. "Its a long story, one that isn't happy."

"I'm not six anymore Ciri," He said seriously, "I can handle it."

"Yes, you are what now? Seven?"

"Ugh, try twelve."

Wow, "Twelve huh? Well i guess i can tell you then..." I went through my whole story, leaving out the part where Ramsey tortured me, the guards had put them in the dungeons as i sat outside the bars. Men guarding the exit. Hours later  the guards had forced me to leave.

I went to my chambers and as promised, Ramsey showed up. Beating me, raping me, but this time he didn't flay me. He was too happy to see my anger when Rickon had been revealed. 

A/N Short chapter i know. but it was kind of filler for the Battle of the Bastards.