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Lord Frey's hall at the Twins.

Lord Walder Frey: "The late Walder Frey. Old Tully called me because I didn't get my men to the Trident in time for battle. He thought he was witty. Look at us now Tully. You're dead, you're daughter's dead, you're grandson's dead, your son spends his wedding night in a dungeon and I am Lord of Riverrun."

Lord Bolton: "The Blackfish escaped."

Lord Frey: "An old man on the run, no allies, I have Tywin Lannister backing me, who does he have?"

Lord Bolton: "As you say."

Lord Frey: "They all laughed at me, all those high Lords, they all thought they were better than me. Ned Stark, Hoster Tally, people snigger when I marry a young girl, but who said a word when John Arryn married that little Tally bitch."

Lord Bolton: "You'll be needing a new young girl."

Lord Frey: "Yeah, got that to look forward to. And you, a warden of the North, no more Starks to bow and scrape to. Must have been torture following that stupid boy all over the country."

Lord Bolton: "He ignored my advice at every turn, if he had been a trifle less arrogant."

Lord Frey: "Call himself the young wolf. How is that for pomposity? Well. Here's to the young wolf."

Lord Bolton: "Forever young."

Lord Frey: "Wooo"

Soldier: "Lord Frey, there is an army approaching!"

Lord Frey: "What army?"

Solider: "I don't know, my Lord, it carries a lion as its standard."

Lord Bolton: "A Lannister army? This far North?"

Lord Frey: "Ha, I told you I have Lord Tywin on my side. Send out a rider. Let them know that the Stark boy is dead. Invite the general to take part in our celebration."

Soldier: "Will do, my Lord."

Five miles north of the Twins.

Three men are standing inside a tent. They are looking at an unknown map. One soldier enters.

Soldier: "General, a messenger from Lord Walder Frey"

General: "Send him in."

Messenger: "My Lord, Lord Walder Frey wishes to inform you that he war is over. The King of the North, Robb Stark is dead. Lord Frey bids you welcome to celebrate this glorious day with him."

General: "I graciously accept your Lords hospitality. I will ride to meet him momentarily."

Messenger: "Sir "(messenger bows and backs out of the tent).

The general turns to one of the other men.

General: "Cicero, gather up a decent number of men. We are going to meet Lord Frey."

Cicero: "How many?"

General: "100 should suffice"

Cicero nods and leaves the tent. The general turns to the other man in the tent.

General: "Quintus, at my signal, unleash hell."

The Generals party is moving towards Frey's hall. The general's party is fully armored.

Frey soldiers (shouting): "Here goes the King of the North!"

Inside Lord Frey's hall

Lord Frey: "Welcome, you missed the feast, but we are still celebrating."

The general nods.

Lord Frey: "You should have seen it. This is where we ended the Starks once and for all. Sit, take a glass and join in the celebration."

General and his men still remain standing.

Lord Bolton: "What is your name general? How did you manage to come this far north undetected?"

General: "My name is Maximus Decimus Meridius, commander of the Armies of the North, General of the Felix Legions and loyal servant to the TRUE King of the North, Robb Stark. And I will have my vengeance, in this life or the next."