I decided to write a second part. Would you like to read more of this?

Part 2

Myranda looked at Ramsay walking in the woods, arm in arm with Lord Bolton's ward. The stupid little blind bitch. Myranda hated her, she always had and she had eagerly waited when Ramsay would finally get bored with the girl. Maybe they wouldn't be able to hunt her like so many other girls, but Myranda had no doubt that Ramsay would find some way to torment her without Lord Bolton noticing.

Myranda truly hoped that Ramsay would let her participate. She had never understood what he saw in the pathetic little cunt in the first place. Myranda was the perfect woman for him, she always had been. When she had sometimes complained Ramsay about the blind girl, he had told her to keep her mouth shut. Usually he was nothing but excited when she expressed any kind of jealousy.

He had said that Lady Briseis wasn't some servant girl; she was his father's ward. Of course Myranda knew that, but she still couldn't understand why Ramsay had to spend time with her. Why would he possibly want to spend time with her? Myranda crossed her arms and pouted her lips. Then Ramsay noticed her. She smiled at him, but he didn't smile back. He said something to the blind girl and the timid maid who was walking few steps behind them. His hounds were also there, the maid was clearly afraid of them.

"Stay!" Ramsay commanded the hounds before marching straight to Myranda.

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

Myranda smiled and bit her bottom lip.

"I was bored and I thought we could have some fun."

Ramsay still wasn't smiling, he seemed annoyed.

"Can't you see that I'm busy?"

"Come on," Myranda purred, trying to hide her anger. "The maid can walk her back."

"I said I'm busy," Ramsay repeated coldly. "I will maybe see you tonight."

"Ramsay…"

The look in his eyes silenced her, although she was furious.

"Fine," she snapped and marched away. What did he see in that damn girl? He wasn't fucking her, she was sure of that. What could it possibly be then?

"Thank you, that will be all," Briseis said to her maid who had just prepared her a bath and helped her undressing.

"Yes, my lady," the maid murmured. She was scared, just like usual. Briseis knew why. She knew who had just entered her chambers. She could feel his eyes on her. Calmly she climbed into the bathtub. As she sank into the warm water and allowed it to penetrate into her pores, she shivered once and then sighed in content. She didn't show in any way that she would have known he was there. Of course she knew.

She was blind, but she wasn't stupid and her other senses were working just fine. She knew much more than anyone thought. She knew what kind of a man Ramsay was and what he did. She knew why the servants were so afraid of him. Yet for some strange reason, she wasn't afraid of him. Obviously she should be, but she wasn't.

There had been something strange between them ever since they had been children. Even back then there had been nothing kind or gentle about him, but he had always looked after her. He had been her eyes when she had needed them. Usually he smelled like blood and smoke. She had never said that out loud. He had once said to her that she smelled like winter. Like snow and pine trees.

Despite of who he was, he had never even tried to touch her inappropriately. Sometimes he touched her hair or kissed her cheek, but even then his touch was somewhat careful. Right now he was staring at her as she hummed and started slowly to wash herself with a sponge. Carefully she rubbed her arms, her shoulders, her chest, her breasts, her stomach and finally her legs.

He didn't make a sound, but she heard him breathing faster as she lifted her leg up and ran the sponge slowly up and down her thigh. It felt pleasant and she knew that he liked to watch her washing this part of her. The thought of him watching her didn't feel unpleasant. Of course she would have never said that out loud, she was supposed to be a chaste lady. Thankfully she didn't have to say it out loud since she didn't know that he was here. She was just a stupid blind girl.