"Isn't she beautiful father?" Ramsey held a grip to a pregnant Shae in the halls of Winterfell.  Shae Lin was now Shae Bolton , the lady of Winterfell. Shortly after the Boltons took the North, the betrothal between the Boltons , Freys and Lins was consummated. Roose taking the hand of a Frey and Shae betrothed to Ramsey.

Though she was Lady of Winterfell,  though her husband made nothing easy. Ramsey, as she soon learned was sadistic. She was blinded to her betrayal over the Starks- had she known that she would be married to a psychopath, she would have never betrayed them.

"Yes, motherhood suits her well." Roose sneered as Shae felt Ramseys grip tighten.

"By the looks of it we expect the child to born within the next moon." Roose commented as Shae protectively guarded her belly

"I suppose this calls for a feast, wouldn't you say dear?"

"Yes, my love." She plastered a false smile on her face as she turned to her husband.

"Do as you please. Have your feasts, so long the two of you can produce heirs for this house."

Before Ramsey could further sneer Shae respectfully nodded her head as she left for her chambers. The halls of Winterfell were dark and grim, hallow. The warmth that the Starks once brought was diminished, any statue of a direwolf- head cut of. The Maesters and handmaidens feared the Boltons with good reason,  the first sign of even the suspected betrayal would lead to a behead- a flaying. Those who were loyal to the Starks were skinned and hung on the castle walls as a sign to all that they now swore fealty to House Bolton.

Shae stood by her window as she watched Ramsey and Myranda, ride out the gates of the castle. Since falling with child- it was abundantly made clear to her that she was only good use for her body. She was no longer Shae, the great Northern rider- now she was the Lady of a Winterfell, who's only use was to spread her legs and give Ramsey an heir.

Shae thought over and over to where Robb and Joanna had lost her faith. She could pin point it to two moments. The night of their marriage. Robb broke his oath to Walder Frey and his daughter by marrying Joanna, a princess who the King Joffrey who demanded his sister be returned. Joanna and Shae quickly became friends because they were such outsiders to war, the only women on Robbs council but she was still a Lannister. Still of Tywins kin.

The North would never bow to her - the threat she brought too great as her brother was the king who called for Ned Starks head.

But it only became worse from then on. Robbs authority was questioned but when Catelyn allowed Jaime Lannister to escape and Lord Karstark called for the head of The Lannisters,  he refused. But that would get them nowhere because the lives of Tywins nephews were killed anyway but what Robb did in retaliation is what cost them the North. He called for Lord Karstarks head, and so the trials of betrayal began.  

The North was going into ruins because they're ignorance. Joanna and Robb was her friend, but as the war progressed their focus shifted. Love would be the death of duty. That was the tale. She didn't betray the out of envy, at the time she thought,  hoped that Tywin would bring sense to Joanna- if Shae had known what the future would hold for them, she would have never betrayed them.

The knock on door interrupted her thoughts as she turned to face a fear stricken Theon. His skin covered in dust and ground with rags hanging over his thin body. His eyes with dark circles as only fear could be seen in them.  "I've brought you your food , my lady." His voice trembled as he set the tray down. His eyes never leaving the ground.

Shae and Theon never were friends. In honesty the two could not stand one another but witnessing what Ramsey had done to Theon, her heart broke in pieces. Just as her , Theon was riddled with guilt and regret to the point where the punishments of the Boltons , felt deserved.

"Theon..." Shae slowly approached him as she reached for his hand but he jerked his hand away

"NO!" He cried "I'm Reek. Reek. Reek!" He cried shaking his head. Shae slowly walked to him and held his hand

"Theon please..." she quietly begged "I won't hurt you. I- Theon, you're not Reek. You must know this" She pleaded as even she could feel herself want to cry by the look of what and who they have become.

"I'm Reek, my lady. Theon is dead." He denied 

Shae shook her head hopeless and defeated.

Joanna and Sansa stood around the Blackfishs' war room. It was only them that surrounded a table with a map of the North. Each house with a marble replicate of their house sigils.

"If I may ask, what is exactly is your goal here Joanna?" Bryden asked as he looked to a very pregnant Joanna seated at the head of the table.

"I want to see who is still loyal to house Stark. Once my babe is born it will only be a matter of time before it reaches the Boltons. I need to be prepared."

"Prepared for what?" Sansa innocently asked "No one would attack us, right?" She anxiously turned to her uncle.

Brynden remained stern as he nodded his head "Exactly. Those fuckers got what they wanted, they have no care for us anymore."

Joanna shook her head in defiance "That's not good enough. The last time I had my back turned Robbs council turned their backs on us. I won't take the risk. Not with my child!" Joanna clenched her palms fists as both Sansa and Blackfish could see the anger radiate from her.

"Joanna, the Bolton and Freys wouldn't dare attack the Riverrun. They know they need as many allies as the can get to secure their place in the North."

"That's not good enough!"

Blackfish scoffed "And what do you suggest we do?"

"I want spies everywhere. In every house." Joanna was livid. The only person that ever made her feel safe was Robb, and now she had no one to turn to. No one could keep her safe. No one but herself but the point she was at in life was so much more than just her. She was with child,  she needed to keep him safe and forsee a future for them. "If they speak ill of King Robb, I want to know about it. If they call me a Southern whore bitch, I want to know. What Walder Frey and Roose Bolton eat sleep, where they shit, I WANT TO KNOW!" Joanna demanded as she slammed her fist on the table. "I want to know their every move."

Blackfish couldn't help but lightheartedly laugh , shaking his head "I can tell why he married you, you're still a fighter I take it?"

"More than that. I plan to take back Robbs crown and have them punished for their treason. I want them to have slow and painful death."

"I'll have them sent out , do you want them in or outside? Roose Bolton is a sly-"

"He's a demented cunt." Joanna hissed "I want our spies to be able to tell me when he shits."

Joanna held her belly as she felt her babe kick. Her tears as a widow were long extinguished. All she wanted now, was the Boltons and Freys head on spikes.

Authors note:

Look what I found in Joanna's room

But anyway -
I feel like we needed to recap on Shae and because it's so long ago why she made the decision that she made. She wasn't right but we gotta admit she wasn't wrong. The execution of her belief was wrong though -

Also yall know female rage? Add Joanna to that list because she is about to get severely vengeful, rightfully so. Like I've been writing for a while on how rebellious and angry but yall are about to read how badly she's mad-