Two weeks had passed and our plan was soon to begin. A raven had arrived with a letter from the forces from White Harbour and Karhold that they had set up their camp and would stand ready the following night. I hadn't heard anything from Daenerys, but I did trust her and that she would hold her promise.
"My lady, our horses are ready." Theon whispered with the torch in his hand, lighting up the dark underground. My hands took a hold on his shoulder as we began to move our way out silently.
"The guards will alert as soon as they see us leave the gate. We must ride fast, understood?"
"Understood." Theon nodded and climbed on his horse.
"Stay here and let me ride first. As soon as the gate open you need to get out quickly." I whispered back at him as I climbed my own horse and began moving towards the main gate.
"My lady! Isn't it late for an ride outside now?" The guard at the gate asked.
"I command you to open the gates now." I said with a determined voice.
"Maybe I should go and ask Lord Bolton first?"
I pulled out my sword and placed it to the guards throat. "I said open the gate!"
"Fine!" He stuttered and the gate opened. Theon kicked his horse and galloped past me as the gate was wide open. With a swung with my blade, the guards head rolled down on the ground and my horse galloped after Theon away from Winterfell. It took only a few minutes before the horn was blowing and guards yelling in the castle. Now it was war...
Banners of house Karstark and Manderly met us as we reached Woolfswood. In the distance dogs were howling and horns blowing, signalising that the Boltons were gathering their forces.
"Where's Daenerys Targaryen?" I asked a bit worried as we entered the camp with only a handful of Karstark men and maybe 500 men from White Harbour.
"My Lady, I haven't heard any word from her..." Lord Manderly said nervous as I jumped down from my horse by the tent.
"I see." I said calmly and entered the tent with lords and Knights standing round the map discussing.
"My lady." They said in choir and bowed.
"Thank you for being here, my lords and Knights. We need to make a new plan without Daenerys Targaryen and her dragons by our side."
"How can we beat the Boltons without her?" Lord Manderly said frustrated clenching his cup of ale.
"We just have to outsmart him. I know we're clearly outnumbered, but we can't back down and bend our knee to Ramsay. And if we loose, Ramsay would not just torture and kill me, but he will do the same to you too. Trust me, you don't want to be one of Ramsays toys."
"My lady, we will stand by your side in victory or defeat." One Karstark Knight said with a proud voice.
"Your the sun of Winter, you will bring great honour to house Karstark again!" The knight said again, raising his cup.
"Cheers for Lady Karstark and the North!" They yelled around the table.
"My lady! Ramsay wants to meet you out on the field now." A squire said out of breath storming into the tent. Everyone stopped their cheering and looked at me.
"Lady Karstark, let me ride with you. Ramsay cannot be trusted." The knight said stepping in front of me.
"We will be by your side too." Two men from White Harbour said and stepped forward as well.
I nodded my head in agreement and got dressed before I would meet Ramsay face to face.
The night was cold and unpleasant. The wind was howling like wolves and trees made cracking noises. At the end of the forest we could spot Ramsay with his banners on the open field outside Winterfell. He had gathered maybe five or six men by his side, but he didn't look ready for war. As the five of us got closer, Ramsays eyes got thinner and darker with hate. It was when we stopped in front of them I could see how much Ramsay really wanted us dead.
"I'll give you one last chance to come back home to me, Kristyna." Ramsay said calmly as possible.
"It's war, Ramsay. You should go and get your army, because you're going to die tomorrow." I said with my head high and a cold tone. Every emotion in Ramsays eyes disappeared and turned all black. His hands gripped tightly around the rains of his horse.
"If that's your choice, so be it. It will be sad to have such a pretty head on a spike." Ramsay hissed and kicked his horse into gallop back to the castle.
"You should get some sleep, Kristyna." Theon spoke up as he entered my tent.
I turned around and faced an exhausted Theon. "Looks like I'm not the only one who need some sleep."
A little smile appeared on his face. "We will never win this, Ramsay has an bigger army."
I rose up and grabbed Theon in for a hug. "Don't give up just yet, my friend. Let's just hope the Queen will come riding on her dragon."
"You never give up. I wish I could be like you. Strong and brave."
I looked up at Theon with teary eyes. "I only act brave, Theon. Inside I'm terrified."
"You have the right to be. Even the bravest men feel fright. Now we both should try to get some sleep." He whispered comforting.
/Hey guys! Something is happening as I'm posting my story. I'm doing it via my phone so the spaces between "actions" is not as I'm writing it. Trying to figure it out. Anyhow, enjoy.
