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──in which the last surviving bolton must be what she was born to be in order to survive the cold corridors of the dreadfort
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𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐍𝐀 𝐁𝐎𝐋𝐓𝐎𝐍 spent her life within the cold walls of the Dreadfort, one of the most feared and abhorred castles to ever exist in the North. She spent her days like a ghost moving silently, waiting for her brother to return from fostering elsewhere or for her mother to be well enough to see her or even for her father to find the smallest bit of affection to bestow upon her.
She was five and ten when she had lost more than most and realized none of those things would come to past ever again. Her mother perished from a fever that was much strong than her frail body, and her brother followed her mother and all her dead siblings to the grave after supposedly suffering from an illness of the bowels.
