BACK AT WHITE HARBOUR
The guards escorted the boy in. He was smaller than he imagined. "Lord Wyman." boy spoke. He sounded and looked furious. The guards brought in a Wilding woman with him. A Wilding woman in his halls. She tried speaking but the guards told her to hold her tongue. "speak to her like that again and I'll have you hanged" said the scrawny boy. Lord Wyman burst out laughing. "You are definitely a Stark, boy."
SISTERTON
"No please!". Ameon screamed. He screamed loudly as Ondrew Locke ordered his entrails to be pulled from his stomach. As promised, he was dangled from the gate by his guts. "Lord Ondrew!" shouted Marlon. "Yes?" Ondrew replied. "It's been decided that you will be made Lord of Sisterton." He bent the knee. "It is of great honour to serve House Mannerly,"my sword is yours in victory and defeat."
WHITE HARBOUR
"LORD WYMAN! Mi'lord, I'm sorry to disturb you, but I bring important news." The Maester was out of breath. Old of age and becoming more tiresome with every day. He was a faithful and loyal to the bone to House Manderly and Wyman. "What is it?" It took Maester Jarmon a few seconds to catch his breath. "We've had word from Signor Thenn in the North, Roose Bolton sent a force to retake Last Hearth and it was successful." Lord Wyman stopped eating. "Call the council. You will attend. The time is right. The North Remembers Jarmon." He bowed. "Oh, Maester? Has the marriage between Beth Liddle and Danny Hornwood taken place?", "It has, Lord Wyman."