Run with wolves - Ramsay Bolton (Book 1)

Chapter 16

Ava's POV

A few weeks had passed and I was starting to feel a little better. I had made it through the first 12 weeks of pregnancy and I was approaching 14 weeks. My body had already begun to change and my stomach was beginning to swell. My child was growing steadily Ramsay had been in a good mood most of the time, he had got what he wanted after all. He had been kind and caring I had never seen him like this before. He was always talking about our son and how he is the most important child in Westeros. The old dressmaker had approached me and asked me to speak in privately, she followed me to my chambers with the excuse she needed to take some measurements and she passed me a rolled up bit of paper. "From Castle Black." She whispered, looking towards the door. "From my family? How did you get this?" She put a hand on my cheek. "I can't tell you Lady Avalynn, it is safer that you don't know anything. Now read, and come to me with a reply if you like, I will get it to your brother and sister."

I had never considered sending a note up to the wall. It was impossible to send a raven without the Maester noticing, and he would report it to Ramsay. I was desperate to let them know I was okay, but Ramsay had forbidden me to make any contact with them. "Thank you, you are so kind." I wasn't sure how I would ever be able to return the favour. "The North remembers." She whispered, moving her hand from my face and down to my stomach. She stood for a moment, I hugged her, I hadn't seen kindness like this is a long time. "We will protect your child also, Eddard's blood runs through their veins too." She left me alone to read and I took the chance.

I thought about my brothers words for 24 hours. I went to the place where Sansa and Theon had jumped for some privacy to read the letter again, if Jon was coming, I hoped he had a lot of fight in him.

Ava,

I hope you are well sister, Sansa sends her love. I heard about your pregnancy, we received a raven a few weeks ago. I'm sorry its' taken me this long to contact you, I was afraid Ramsay would be on high alert. You are going to make the most wonderful mother, you are ready for this. But sister you are not safe in Winterfell. As soon as your child is born, he will kill you, and your baby if it is a girl. Please listen to me. He doesn't care about you, he just wants his heir, and then he'll be done with you. Think of all the innocent people he has killed. What makes you think you're safe?

We will be going to war against the Bolton's. I want you away from there and by my side when that time comes. I know you're loyal to your family, you have always cared so much. I will think of a plan, and I will get you out of there. I'll take Ramsay's head off his shoulders too, for everything he has done to you. I'm sorry I wasn't able to protect you. Don't let him continue to make you his prisoner. I know everything that he does.

Burn this letter after reading it, I will be in contact with you as soon as I can. The dressmaker will alert you when I do. I love you Avalynn Stark.

Goodbye for now,
Your brother.
Jon.

My eyes scanned the letter, they were coming. I didn't know how or what I should do. My brother and sister were risking their lives to come and get me, but my husband would destroy them before they even made it through the gate. His army was double the size of Jon's, they would never win. I loved my family, but I wasn't a Stark anymore, I was a Bolton. My child is a Bolton. "What are you reading lover?" I heard his voice behind me, he sounded irritated. Fuck. "Nothing Ramsay." I tried to shove the letter up my sleeve but he pulled my arm and took it from me. His manic smile grew as he read further down the letter, he laughed when he got to the end. "You were involved with the plot to help Sansa and Reek escape, weren't you?"" His eyes were huge, he was going to kill me. "No, Ramsay that isn't true. They haven't been in contact before, I only received this one letter and I've only just read it." He grabbed my shoulders. He tutted. "You're a liar, and I don't like lies, especially not from my wife." He slapped me across the face. "I bet you're not even pregnant. You just made that up so your brother would swoop in and save you, you knew he would come faster if he thought you were pregnant."