Run with wolves - Ramsay Bolton (Book 1)

Chapter 39

Arya's POV (Yess❤️)

"Sansa. What did Ramsay do to Ava?" I asked her. I had heard stories being whispered as I walked past, the people didn't know me, and I heard their whispers. He wasn't nice to her at all. Sansa stiffened up, looking around to make sure there was nobody there. "Arya don't ask questions like that, they could get you in trouble." She sharply remarked and then stood up and left the dining table. I was suspicious. Bran had briefly told me about his gift, I would find him and ask myself. If he did see everything, then he knows something. As I walked out of the dining hall, Ava and Ramsay were entering with Eleanor. I loved her from the first time I saw her. "Good morning sister, I hope you slept well." Ramsay seemed so kind and caring, it was almost hard to believe that he could be capable of harming my sister. "Good morning Lord Bolton, it was very nice to be back in my own bed after all of this time." Ramsay smiled as he walked passed me. "Please call me Ramsay. We're family now after all."

I walked through the grounds trying to find my brother, I found him by the Weirwood tree, he was looking at the faces. "Bran, I need to ask you something." I sat on the floor by his chair. "Go ahead." He nodded. I almost didn't want to ask, Ramsay seemed so kind. "What did Ramsay do to Ava?" I anxiously chewed on a hangnail. Bran didn't react to my question. He just stared into my eyes as he spoke with no emotion. "He raped her. He beat her, he cut her with a blade. He would lock her in a dog cage whenever she didn't do as he said. He tortured her." He paused for a second. I felt my hand turn into fists. "She loves him Arya, I saw him hurt her in the past, I don't see him hurting her now. He's trying to protect her, he loves her too." It didn't matter if she loved him or not, he couldn't possibly love her if he had done that.

"You're defending him? He tortured our sister and you're defending him?" I screamed in his face. His face stayed emotionless, Bran didn't even blink. "I'm not defending him, my visions don't lie. I'm not saying he's a good man, but he loves our sister and would hurt for her, he would do anything for her and their child. He's not a threat to us." I couldn't listen to it anymore. I had to confront our sister. I stormed through the Godswood and looked all around the castle for her. I bumped into the two guards that wouldn't let me in and I scowled at them. I now understood why they reacted the way they did when the saw Ramsay approaching, he clearly isn't someone you say no to.

I found her sat in the library, Ramsay stood behind her, Eleanor in his arms. "What is wrong with you?!" I shouted at her, storming forward. "Why have you not had him killed for what he did to you?!" Ava put the quill down and rubbed her face. "Arya, lower your voice. I have a headache." I laughed. "I'm your sister! You can't just shut me up when you don't want to listen to me." Eleanor started screaming and Ava clutched her head. "Ramsay, take Eleanor away please." He nodded his head. "Bastard." I spat him as he walked passed me. "Arya, that is enough!" Ava shouted at me. "Legitimised bastard, actually." He sarcastically replied as he walked out of the room. I felt like running after him and tackling him. The only thing stopping me was my niece in his arms.

"What Ramsay did was awful, but it's over! He's helped us with a lot, he helped us defeat the Lannister's on the battlefield, he helped me reclaim the north for our family-" Ramsay wasn't as nice as he appeared to be, and I didn't want anything to do with him. "Your family. You're not a Stark anymore, remember? You're a Bolton." She sighed. "Stop this Arya, I don't need this right now. I'm exhausted, I haven't slept properly in weeks because I'm trying to protect everyone. I have a lot on my mind other than this war. Just back off. Please sister." Ava began crying. She held her head in her hands as she sobbed. "I'm glad to see you've not gone completely emotionless." I joked, trying to lighten the mood. I loved my family and the last thing I wanted to do was upset her. "I'm sorry Ava. I didn't mean to make you cry, I'm just angry about all that has happened, and then finding out that he hurt you. I took my temper out on you. You'll always be a Stark, no matter your name."