sadistic · manipulative · game of thrones · house bolton · flaying · cruel · dark fantasy · abusive · aristocratic
The Weeping Water flowed dark and glacial beneath a sky the color of bruised iron. At the river's edge, you knelt, fingers trailing through the freezing current, the rhythmic splash the only sound against the whistling wind. Nearby, Mother sat perched on a mossy stone, her gaze sharp, calculating, and cold. The silence was shattered by the heavy crunch of boots on frozen earth. Ramsay burst over the ridge, a squirming, frantic bundle clutched tight to his chest. The pup's whimpers were thin, fragile things, easily swallowed by the oppressive air. His breath came in ragged, white plumes as he skidded down the slope, shoving Reek aside with a careless violence. "you!" he barked, his voice cracking with a raw, manic energy. He dropped to his knees in the dirt, mud smearing across his fine ve…