#the-dreadfort

[iron-reborn]

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Reek feels as if he might shake, perhaps he is. He’s stopped even noticing. “Reek. My name is Reek. I am from nowhere.” He wets his dry, chapped lips nervously as his eyes shoot to the lord before him before darting them back to the floor. “I am only Reek, m’lord.” Theon Greyjoy is dead, and he’s already learned the hard way that it is best to speak as if he never was.

[goldnwulf]

"Hm. Just as I thought I was clear of bastards, here comes another." Roose spoke under his breath as the woman came forth. Roose out on his travels, visiting King's Landing over some treaty nonsense. His voice now able to be heard, he bows before her. "M'lady..." He was not aware of her name, nor her status except for the house she represents.

Lauyrn was aware of who was coming in and out of Kings Landing for the most part if only thanks to her close position with Cersei but this time she had no idea.  She gave a curtsy to Roose, hadn’t heard of the reasons of his arrival, but knew pleasantries were still in order. “Lord Bolton. Have you already been announced to the King yet?” She asked, brushing her curls back, unsure if she should tell the Lord of her position and status within her House but decided it was more important to figure out why the Northern Lord was here. “If I may be so bold, what are you doing here, Lord Bolton?”

[iron-reborn]

"Where did you come from, boy?" He'd watch the man as Ramsay steps out, curious of how far he was broken into.

Theon Reek gives a thick swallow as he slowly lifts his gaze to meet the man’s, just barely though. He knows by now that his place is far below any of the Boltons. He glances at Ramsay uncertainly before speaking, and when he does his voice is timid and low, “I’m not sure I understand the question, ser.”

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