A/N: Hi lovelies! I know I'm still writing my other GoT fanfic but I've had this in my head for a while. Please leave feedback as I'm not going to carry on if no one's going to read it haha.
The dreaded day had come. They were to give their youngest child to the Bolton's as a way of keeping the peace between their families. Although, what Lord Gregor Ashford failed to mention to the King was how glad he was that they were to be rid of such a horrid child. It may sound harsh that a father would say such things about his daughter but he knew that she was dark, he had known since the day she was born.
No one else seemed to notice; her mother, while fussing over her only daughter, would miss the dead animals scattered around the gardens. On the outside, she looked like the perfect angel but Gregor knew that in there somewhere was a devil waiting to show itself to the world. Maybe she'd fit in well with the Bolton's, they were known for flaying their enemies. Perhaps they could tame the beast inside of the young girl; Gregor liked to think that was possible but he knew that she could never be normal.
Maybe it was raising her in such a place that created the demon inside her. Of course, his sons were raised in the same home but they were far more normal that she ever was. Their home, Ashbury was dreary; it was like all the clouds in the North gathered over the town permanently. It was a much younger town than most of the North and was founded by Gregor's great grandfather, who named it Ashbury after seeing how the ash from surrounding fires seemed to be drawn to the town like a magnet. Of course, now that the trees surrounding the area had been chopped down, there were no more forest fires to bring ash to the townspeople, although the smell remains. Gregor's family thought it would be perfect for the House have a fire as it's sigil.
The House symbol led to them being called traitors during the rebellion, thinking that they had sided with the Targaryen's. Gregor lost his brothers during that rebellion; Gus and Ethon were made examples of by Robert Baratheon. They were locked up while Robert and his men seized King's Landing, then Robert took the throne and had them executed in front of their family.
Gregor remembers it like it was yesterday and his hatred for the Baratheon's grows stronger everyday; Robert needed to go, he was not fit to be King. However, Gregor knew that he was the best option for them, he preferred drunk Kings to crazy ones.