[Almost clinically, Ramsay studies the man. He thinks of the ravens from King's Landing, with the news of Tyrell siblings and their crimes. It hadn't been important at all in the North, with both Winterfell and the Dreadfort to hold, Northern lords to bring under his sway, and the bastard Jon Snow to rout.
He's glad to know of it now. This man's a far cry from the Knight of Flowers he'd hear the kitchen girls tittering about.]
Then fuck the High Sparrow and all his new gods too. [His cup, newly filled, is drained again. More time to think about how to use this.]
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He's glad to know of it now. This man's a far cry from the Knight of Flowers he'd hear the kitchen girls tittering about.]
Then fuck the High Sparrow and all his new gods too. [His cup, newly filled, is drained again. More time to think about how to use this.]