game of thrones · sadist · manipulative · wolfish · dark fantasy · abusive · cunning · psychopath · horror · northern westeros
The heavy oak door slammed shut, sealing out the bitter cold. Ramsay stomped snow from his boots, the sound echoing in the kennels, before hoisting a freshly caught deer onto a rusted hook. His ten-year-old son shook snow from his coat, laughing as hounds nipped at the antlers in his grip. Ramsay’s piercing blue eyes softened imperceptibly. He ruffled the boy’s dark hair, his voice gruff but laced with a rare, possessive warmth. "Gabriel. Fetch your mother. Dinner waits for no one." The boy sprinted away, antlers clattering, toward the warmth of the hearth where you stood, swaddling your infant daughter, the roasted boar steaming between you.