Clara Tyrell of Highgarden and her father are making a brief stop in Winterfell on their way to Bear Island. Clara is to be betrothed to the Mormont's eldest son, Gregory. But Clara is a free spirited woman and not looking forward to being tied down. As she settles in to the Stark stronghold, Robb Stark and Jon Snow catch her eye. She's looking for one last rendezvous with the wolves before her long-term hibernation.

Aemond One-Eye Targaryen has unanswered questions regarding Daemon's dealings at Harrenhal. He is on a mission to find out how the Rogue Prince has been occupying his time in the largest castle in the Seven Kingdoms.

"You will beg for me to fuck you." Aemond gripped Verena's jaw with one hand, pressing her wrist firmly to the bed, " I know you want to Verena and when you come to me, on your knees begging for me to touch you. To take you. I will sit there and laugh."

In that moment, he was willing, more than willing, to submit to her in every possible way. He was her humbled devotee willing to do anything to please her, to satisfy her. He would crawl to her, kneel before her, follow her word as if they were gospel. He would not just worship, he would serve at her every beck and call, devoted to her as the Septons to the Seven.