I walked out of the broken tower in the morning, wearing the same clothes I wore the day before. There was no doubt it would attract attention, and it very well did: my father Roose saw it instantly.

He walked over to me, gripping my arm "Is that the clothes you like to wear to visit Edda in the morning or did you do what I think you did?"

I smirked at him, making him slam me against the wall "HOW COULD YOU-"

"Good morning, Lord Bolton," Edda came smiling in a white and beige dress.

Roose froze, letting me go "Why, thank you lady Stark... You seem rather joyful this morning?"

She laughed lightly "A good sleep leads to a good day, my lord"

He did a double take, and Edda explained.

"I was restless at night, and so Ramsay lay by my side to keep me company until I fell asleep," she said, holding my hand.

Roose, like I last night, was shocked and confused at her warmth and openness towards me.

"Did you have to speak to me, father?" I asked, rubbing Edda's hand with my thumb affectionately, making her look up at me.

"As a matter of fact, I do have important news to tell you... News that might startle a young maiden like yourself, Edda"

She turned to me, saying "I'm going to get some breakfast, and I hope we'll still eat together at noon?"

"I wouldn't miss it for the world," I kissed her hand, her smile widening even more. Soon she met with her handmaiden and they walked into the castle, and I watched her in hope that she'd give at least one glance at me before she went inside... Which she didn't, and it drove me mad.

"Ramsay?" Roose furrowed his brow, "are you listening?"

I jerked my head towards him, smirking "Forgive me father,"

He smiled lightly "How'd you do it?"

"... I didn't," I answered, "She did"

Roose laughed, not believing me "Well, I guess every man has his secrets... But I must talk to you about something else"

"Which is?" I raised my eyebrow.

He changed his expression "Stannis plans to attack Winterfell"