The Air was thick, and the sound of whispers could be heard amongst the hall, a hall to be admired. The Merman's Court was indeed one of many places to be visited. Walls depicting of sea creatures, the floor as well, crabs, eels, clams, a sea dragon and many more. Made, by wood and stone, and painted to perfection. Not a small detail to be left out, and yet there they were. Outside of that great hall was Ratchet, and in front of him stood the most dangerous man he had ever met.

"Lord Bolton" Ratchet Bowed to the one and only Roose Bolton, Lord of Dreadfort, Descended of the Red Kings, and the one who uses leeches to get rid of his bad blood, which he would assume to be his pressure rising, which didn't really match as to why do it, although he did earn the name Leech Lord.

"The Giant of The North, a well owned title, one of many you have been able to gain in these passed two moons, and to think that the rumors of a Giant, lurking amongst the peasants and aiding them in many ways. Quite a remarkable rumor" he stopped as he spotted the person behind him "Ah Lady Manderly, forgive my manners My Lady, it has been a long journey for me and my men. However, may I say that after a long time, your beauty is unmatched by any other Lady in court" he said smiling and as he approached her. He took her arm and kissed her hand, while bowing at the same time. Seeing her expression turn into a smile she thanked him, while also knowing of her discomfort of him, was not easily seeing by others. Except for himself "I thank you for your kind words My Lord. However, I do wonder as why you have traveled so long to come here. Have you business to intend to with my beloved cousin" he rose "Indeed My Lady, I have come to intend some business with him, however" turning once again his attention to the Giant, expression hardening at the same time.

"I have other matters to intend to" he approached him looking Ratchet deep in his blue eyes "As I was saying it's quite an astonishing rumor to hear about you. Someone who can heal anyone, specifically when hearing of your accomplishments in Winterfell, Karhold, and other so many places, I must but congratulate you Ser" he clapped "for a well done job" looking at the man Ratchet was able to determine his play and to were he was heading with all the theatrics he was showing of "I don't need your praises, Lord Bolton. I did my Job as a Doctor, but also to keep my promise that I made to Lord Stark" the man frown at him "Your Promise to help The North, has indeed been seeing. However, I do wonder as to why neglect, some currant parts of It" lining his head and showing him a playful smirk "Parts of it, mhmm…do enlighten me My Lord what have I neglect so harshly, from me to ignore" his gaze hardened "I think we can say, that you been neglecting some important houses that are in need of your aid"

Taking a moment to glance behind him, he immediately recognized them, and as he turned to look at him again "Do I now, to what I recall, is that these houses you speak of, haven't been quite responsible, when treating their wounded. Why I could say that the Lord's of those houses had a particular interest on leaving the wounded unintended for treatment. Such a way to treat people is unacceptable, no wonder I have been ignoring your call" looking hard on his eyes, it was easily estimated that both individuals weren't backing down from a challenge.

However a man yelled "Oi, mind your tongue Giant, your speaking to a Lord" said a chubby man with blonde hair "And not just any Lord that's Lord Bolton you're talking to, show some respect" breaking his gaze from him he turned to the voice that called him "Oh pipe down Whitehill, if I ever have to show respect to individuals such as yourselves. I'll be dammed first by seeing the galaxy destroyed, before you getting any more fatter" saying this he could already see the red color of the man's face and the sneakers from behind him "As for the rest of you Lord Locke, Woolfield, Moss, Well, and Mollen. You should have reported first to Lord Stark for your status of your Keeps. Rather then remain silent like the rocks, and like I said before" glaring one more time at the man behind him "If you treated your people, with much more care I would have considered on coming to help you" as he made his way past him.

"Now if you pardon me, I need to do something" he said as he made his way towards his chambers, ignoring the angry and embarrassed faces of those he just encountered. Right now, he other priorities to do, and that is to make sure that the vase was to be analyzed in his workshop for Isaac to pick it up, and for him to secure the prisoner.

Not a moment to lose Lady Manderly gave a small curtsey and said "I'll shall expect you all in Today's Celebration, gentlemen" while turning around, she pursued her metal friend, who turned around the corner of the hall. Once she was able to catch up with him, she gave him a small slap to his hand, while glare him up.

Knowing full well that no physical damage can be done to him, he looked at her and said "Was that necessary" she didn't answer him as she dashed in front of him and said "Explain yourself" she said as she saw the questionable look he gave her "You almost made yourself an enemy to the Boltons, not to mention to other houses as well, why" Looking straight to his eyes, the shear look of determination of her was shown "Look, I had no intention to act like that in front of them. However, I couldn't allow their arrogance to continue, their way of dealing with their subjects is just barbaric, and you know that" she looked down signs of sadness in her eyes. "As much as I agree with you" she looked at him again "You can't just say things, that will have a huge impact on your work here. You do want to help the North"

*Sigh* he went to a near window and as he saw the Port of the City, he could see the small smokes of the two buildings he had destroyed, rising in the air. Already feeling the guilt of not wanting to repeat that. However, he could clearly see the lie he was telling himself. As he knew that he won't be able to escape from destroying more potential lives, he could only hope, to save those who he can.

"As much as I want to save lives, I can't possibly protect them forever. People will try to destroy anything that they don't possess, or love, or even hate for it, and I can't just stand by, while innocence die every day. I will keep my promise, and to that I swear to you that I'll give every part of my will, to continue helping. But I never would I thought that I have to go back and start killing people again, that's what I have been trying to avoid and hide" as the Sun was dawning behind the sea. He could see the beautiful red fire that was been depicted in the sky, as he couldn't help but feel calm, as the wind was blowing through the castle walls, but also the comfort of someone's hand been placed on his shoulder.

Looking down to his right he saw the calm smile of his newly friend "I may not know the full story of your past, but I know that you won't have to be alone in facing this. As you have done more then help us, you were able to fix and repair damages that could have taken years to repair, you were able to heal and treat any wounded that needed aid, when no one else could. You were able to give us the harvest again. For us to survive, but above all else. You were able to give us strength on continuing our lives, from children to elders that were on the Stranger's door. You were able to prevent that from happening, and that's something not easily forgotten Ser, and for that we will be forever grateful. As we Northerners say".

"The North Remembers, and it will always remember the ones who help it and those who harm it. You will always have allies to support you" she said with a calm tone, while looking outside the window. Not a moment later her expression changed quickly to that of shock, when she looked at him again, she realized that she was able to do something that many haven't been able to accomplish for millennia, and that is to get the Doctor to Smile Widely. Without him knowing about it, he thanked her for her kind words "Thank you M-Donella, I will always be grateful to be supported by you Northerners. Even though you all are a handful, when coming to your stubbornness" he said as he chuckled a long the lines.

A small blush could be seen in Lady Manderly cheeks as she puffed them "S-Stubborn, we are a proud people Ser, and no one dares to mock us like that. I swear if you didn't help us all this time, we could already have your head on a spike" see said as she lined slightly towards him, finger pointing at his face. As he raised his hands, they could only Chuckle more, as laughter followed for them to burst in the middle of the hall, were Servants, Knights, Lords and Ladies were passing by them with a slight glance of curiosity in their expressions.

Not a moment later, there laughter died soon, followed by silence, as both turned to enjoy the view of outside "What are you going to do with Roose Bolton" she asked "Nothing" she glanced at him as her eyes showed her worry "Nothing…I do hope that its just a mere jest" "No, I mean it. I don't need to do anything, as I know that he has no choice but to come to me for help" looking down at her, he saw her worried look turn into that of confusion, as she was about to speak, he was able to answer quickly "He won't risk having his Lord Paramount know that one of his bannermen, aren't behaving by his full authority. Since I have been given permission to attend to any keep that I wish to visit and see, he knows as much as I do, that I report directly to Lord Stark, and he knows that he has no choice but to cooperate with me" he finished with a smirk in his lips "Presumably he does, then I expect him to do it tonight. Well played Ser" she smiled as she made her behind him "Now, you'll have to excuse me, I must prepare myself. Although there is one more thing I meant to ask".

He turned to look at her as her hand pointed towards his chest plate "Do you need help with removing these arrows" as he looked down he saw about 5 arrows that were stuck in his chest "That won't be necessary, although I thank you for asking" he bowed a little as he heard footsteps moving away "It's nothing really, I shall be seeing you shortly, Ratchet" she said as she made her way down the hall.

After she disappeared from signed, Ratchet remembered to do what he intended to do before, as he touched his com "Isaac, do you read" "Loud and Clear Doctor" "Good, listen I have a package that I need you to analyze for me. It's a substance that is highly dangerous do you hear me" "Yes Sir, I'll have one of the drones to pick it up" "Good, also prepare a cell, were having a visitor staying with us for some time" "Roger that, what about Energon Fueling" "The what" "Doctor, you should check your energon deposit" as a moment Passed for him to realize what he meant. He checked his fuel and saw that his statue's is very law '27%' "Yeah, have that ready as well for me Isaac" "Will do".

As he lowered his hand, he started making his way towards his chambers and while walking there he started removing the arrows that were stuck on him.

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As Evening came, the City was quiet, not a storm to be heard, not a fight to be made, as the square was empty, not a soul to be seen, only the water could be heard, running quietly from the fountain. Along the bangs of its surface, a bright light could be seeing, and those with curiosity. Their reflection will be shown, along with the shining stars in the sky, been always accompanied with the bright Moon. Showing its light, down at the City Castle, and Inside of it, the Merman's Court a great feast had been labeled to Lords, Ladies, Knights from all over Westeros. That have come to celebrate and meet the Bot who got rid of a crime syndicate that was terrorizing the City.

Lord Wyman had risen from his seat as he raised his cup, he toasted to him, and gave him a speech. Saying that he never had met a man such as him, and whatever he required anything from him, he just had to name it. Applauses were followed as every gaze was focused on him, he felt uncomfortable. As if he was a prized item, ready to be snatch by these eagles.

As he saw the Lord seat again, for the very first time he noticed the man's family. Sitting beside him on his left side, was none other than his wife, blonde hair, Blue eyes and that confident smile, Lady Jessamyn Manderly, who beside her was Lady Donella. It appeared that both were in a deep conversation, something he couldn't hear, but he did notice the constant stares and giggles that they were giving him. As he looked left of the table, he saw that Lord Wyman was having the same deep conversation. However, this time with his two sons. Young Wylis and young Wendel, who both stared at their father with atter attention, at what their father was saying. All the family was there, even Ser Marlon who was standing behind the table, like a pillar ready to act if anything were to happen. As he noticed that the commotion was increasing, he focused his attention to where the noise was coming from.

Leaning towards the wall, he was able to distance himself from the large crowd that was been assembled in front of him. Originally, he was stationed to seat with a high-ranking table, which meant he had to seat with other noisy Lords who wanted to bargain with him. As he was able to escape from that, he was unfortunate to attract more attention of other people that wanted to talk to him. Although he was annoyed with that, he was able to enjoy some parts of the evening, by interacting with these people.

He talked to old people, that told stories during their youths. Some of them, saying that they fought during the War of the Ninepenny Kings, or as it was called, the Fifth Blackfyre Rebellion. He had heard of it, how that possibly the last of the known Blackfyres, raised an army of Bandits and with help of the Golden Company, he tried to conquer the Seven Kingdoms. Only to fail, and die by the hands of a young knight, who earned himself a place among the Kingsguard. As for other tales some said that they saw the last of the Dragons die, which would be a bit hard to believe. Since the last Dragon died at 153 AC, and even if they saw it they wouldn't look that young if they weren't at least a hundred years old, and more. As for other stories, well some were weird, or astonishing, or even peculiar. Like seeing a mermaid swim among the cost, and that if you kiss one, you won't just be able to breathe under the water, but you will also be blessed by the gods.

It was an amusing night for Ratchet, as he couldn't help himself but smirk to every conversation he had with these people. As time Passed, he was able to make his way to his current position, leaning to a wall, and staring at the activities that were happening in front of him. On the middle of the hall were there was plenty of space, couples danced as the musicians played loudly, then he spotted a group of men, competing on who would be able to drink more cups of cider, a ridicules game, but a game that he too played before the war. Then he spotted Lord Whitehill, doing the usual, proving to everyone that his stomach can fit a small village, as the man continued eating, small pieces of food would drop out from his mouth. As he turned quickly to see something else, he was able to spot a certain man walking towards him.

As predicted, the man leaned to the wall beside him, along with him, he was holding two cups of wine, one being offered to him "No, thank you" "I insist" "As kind as you are Lord Bolton, I must decline, as I am not able to drink or eat anything that you Humans consume" "Suit yourself" he said as he downed the cup he had offered. A moment passed as both were silent, none able to say anything. As the Celebration continued, so did the guest's morale of being more drunk. He could already see the amount of unconscious people being left in the floor, while others were able to get at their sleeping quarters in one peace, alone or with company. The Night was still young, as he made sure to be ready for anything to happen he heard "I suppose that this is not something you would do back at home" he slightly glanced at him and said "Not usually no, back on Cybertron, they were parties such as this. But the difference was that most of us knew, when we had to stop and when things got serious we would unite, but that was a long time ago" he looked again forward "Do you miss it" Lord Bolton asked "No" another moment of silence passed "I suppose that you be expecting some kind of apology from me. As I have insulted your honor with my presence" as he was able to get his attention he walked in front of him as he continued "I know that you despise me as much as any man in the North. Besides I am a man, of ambition" "You're ambition is to Flay people" "Indeed, it is an act that has been seen by others as A-" "Murderous way of killing people for sport" As the man's eyes lowered he could see the anger appearing "It's an act that my Family has been doing since the Age of Heroes" "Yes I know the stories, ever since the Red Kings, your House had a feared reputation" "And we still do, and that's the truth, besides everyone knows that hiding something from us, is near impossible. A naked man has few secrets, but a flayed one has none"

As Ratchet glared at him "You do know that it has been banned from the North, ever since your House has bend the knee to the Starks" "It has, but that doesn't mean we can't do it to criminals" "Depends on the person's crime" "Ha nonsense, a crime is a crime, and that doesn't change anything" "It changes everything, especially when having an impact on the one who commands the sentence" Lord Bolton eyed him suspiciously "What do you mean" "Nothing" as he saw the annoyed face he made he said "As much as I want to continue this idle of conversation of ours. I came here in hoping to convince you to come to my Keep and aid the wounded" "Mhm" "I promise you that I will have my men to be at your command" "You can keep your men. As long as you use them to patch up the Injured, so when I come I'll be able to see the situation, and if needed I will help anyone in need" "Very well you have my word" "Good, until then I expect-".

Unable to finish his sentence, someone had tapped him in the back, and as he turned around to meet the person who interrupted them. He saw none other than Lady Donella. As his eyes widened, he was able to be speechless when seeing her in a beautiful Blue/Greenish gown. Unable to talk, he woke up when hearing "Ser" "what" she smiled as she repeated the question, while raising her hand "Would you mind having this dance with me Ser" inside of him, he was hesitant. He never had danced before, but he didn't want to be rude as he reached her hand and said "It would be a pleasure, My Lady" he bowed slightly, and as he had completely forgotten his previous conversation with the man, they made there way to the dance floor. Where the music played softly, and the couple's danced slowly, he was able to spot Lord and Lady Manderly being in the middle of the stage.

As they approached, she turned towards him, and raised her hand to his shoulder while the other was holding his right hand. Unsure what to do she said "Follow my lead" and he did, as both were dancing among the crowd, he realized how the hall went quiet, only the music was playing, and as time passed he quickly adapted to the moves. As he started to take lead , his companion smiled and said "I see that negotiations went well" he smirked "As well as they could be" as they continued to dance he noticed something on her "Is that a new necklace" her eyes sparkled "No I had it, it belonged to my mother" the necklace was astonishing, as it had white shinning pearls around it and in the middle a red ruby shaped to a clam "Does it look bad" she said softly with a worried look "No My Lady, on the contrary it is beautiful" she blushed shyly as she tried to hide it.

As they did a few more spins, his dancing partner decided to bring back a matter he hoped that she had already forgotten, unfortunately for him he had to find away to get himself out of it "You never did tell me about your findings" "findings" he said with a voice of confusion, only for him to get a hard glare from her "You know what I mean, and don't try to deny it. I want to know Ratchet" she said with a demanding voice "I'm sorry Donella, but you must understand. That I can't say anything, not because I don't trust you" "But" "But because I don't want you to be harmed in any way, that's why I can't tell you anything" the music stopped and with it everyone as well, a round of applause was followed. Although he tried to move his hand slightly, it was grabbed tightly by her, and he saw the sadness in her eyes, as tears stared to show.

With his remaining hand he touched her cheek and said "I promise to you that I will tell you everything, once we are far away from praying eyes" "Promise" he gave her a nod as they both compose themselves quickly, for Lord and Lady Manderly were coming in their way, and with them were there children as well "Ser Ratchet" said Lord Wyman as he hit him in the shoulder "I see that you're enjoying the festivities" "I am My Lord, it's quite an extraordinary feast" "Indeed it is Ser, we do know how to treat our guests, with music, drinks and food aha" *Ahem* "Ah yes, Ser Ratchet may I present to you my sons Wylis and Wendel, and of course My Beautiful Lady Wife, Jessamyn Manderley" as courtesy is dammed, he greeted them by bowing and as expected he reached her hand and planted a kiss "My Lords, My Lady, it's an honor to meet you" "The honor is ours Ser, I hope you're enjoying tonight Celebration. For after all it is on your name we do celebrate" she said as she eyed him suspiciously, probably because of how Lady Donella was trying to hide her teary eyes from them "I-I am My Lady, I am grateful to have such wonderful hosts and hostess".

As a loud booming laugh was heard from Lord Wyman he was able to be at ease since putting a smile on Lady Manderly as well "I am glad to hear it Ser, are you going to stay more in White Harbor" as she asked that, he could feel the stare from behind "Unfortunately, no My Lady. I be leaving tomorrow morning, for I have to report to Lord Stark" "Ah I see, well it's quite understandable" "Indeed, well boys you have to find another time to spar with the good Doctor" as he heard small complaining noises "Uh do you have to leave Ser, Can't you stay a little longer" "Yes, pleasee" their pleas reminded him of the Stark children. How they would always ask him either to spar with him or tell them a story of his adventures.

"Now now children, there will always be another time. Now, run along and enjoy the Night" "Yes Mother" said both in union as they made their way towards the unknown, Lady Manderly however made her way towards her cousin and snatched her from behind him "Now if you excuse me, me and my Cousin here, have a lot to talk about" she said as she particularly dragged her towards the table they were sitting before, as Lady Donella was complaining all the way there, it was only met with deaf ears. Before he could pay his attention to Lord Wyman, he saw one last time a glance that was coming from her that indicated anything that had to do with the conversation they had before. Looking a bit sad he was met with loud smack in the back, by none other than Lord Wyman "Don't worry my friend, you will see her again, very soon" not knowing what he meant with that, he could only see the giant smile he gave him, which troubled him a bit, and as the light of the candles started to go out, so did the darkness grow in the hall.

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'Primus Help me' as morning came Ratchet was able to pick up his prisoner, no matter how many times he squabbled, he made sure to gag him, and have a hood over his face, for safe reasons. He instructed the guards to take him out, while he made his way to the Merman's court, on the way he saw that last night's feast had caused a huge mess for the servants to clean. When he spotted Lord and Lady Manderly he had approached them and thanked them one last time for their generosity. In response Lady Jessamyn, told him that he will be forever welcomed here with open arms, and Lord Wyman promised that when he visits again, he will have another feast for him ready. Being grateful at both he thanked them again, and before leaving he had asked the whereabouts of Lady Donella if she was alright. Lady Manderly said that she was indisposed for today, and that her whereabouts were unknown. Although, she said it with a sad tone, he was able to catch a glimpse of a smile from both, which made him feel uneasy again.

When he made his way out to the courtyard he finally realized as to why both were smiling at him, so smugly. Outside waiting for him, was a garrison of knights, and a head of this garrison was Lady Donella. Waiting for him, above her horse, with a victorious smile. When asked as to what she was doing here, her answer was that her beloved cousin tasked her with delivering an important message to Lord Stark. Knowing that she won't say any more details, he stayed on his objective, and that is to have Cleon moved in front of the column. Moving towards the front of the line he saw Ser Marlon at the end of it.

"Ser Marlon, are you coming with us" he asked the Knight "Aye I am Ser, I am to guard Lady Donella no matter the cost" Ratchet nodded "Right…well is everything ready" he asked as Lady Donella approached them both "Yes, everything is prepared for the journey to Winterfell, it will probably take us a Fortnight to reach, However, her Lady will not fear as she will be protected by the best of Knights" she smiled "Thank you Ser Marlon" he bowed "That won't be needed" said Ratchet as both were now looking at him with confusion in their expressions "I beg your pardon" said Ser Marlon "It's nice of you to prepare provisions and an armed escort for a journey. However, we aren't going to walk or ride there" as he got them more curious it was Lady Donella who asked, while dismounting "And pre tell as to how were going to reach Winterfell" Ratchet looked at the Knight "Do you mind watching my prisoner" he got a nod for an answer, as he walked a bit further he touched his com "Isaac, I need the Groundbringe" curious at who he was talking to they were about to ask, only for them to stop as the wind started to blow harder, and as if coming from no where, a green energy light opened in front of them.

Around them shocked faces, as he has seen this scene before many times when visiting other regions. He turned to look at them "That's our way, come on" as hesitation was but a normal thing for them "Ratchet, this is madness, what is that" said Lady Donella with fear in her eyes, as he approached her. He grabbed her, by the hands and said "Do you trust me" a moment later she nodded "There is nothing to fear, come" they started to make their way into the glowing green field as they got closer, voices where heard from behind them "Men! We move out" shouted Ser Marlon. As they got closer, she stopped, her eyes showed fear and her hands were trembling "You can make it. I trust you" as he let her go he went in, and disappeared "Ratchet!" she yelled as she didn't know what to do, looking behind her she saw the hesitation and fear of everyone, and as she looked to her cousin, there was a brief moment of silence, before nodding to him.

Winterfell

As he made it through, he walked past the gate of the Castle, and he saw the repairs he had done, and the people he had helped, as he made his way towards the middle of the courtyard a crowd was gathering. He could already hear them saying "Its him, it's him it's the Giant" "The Giant is back, thank the gods" "All the blessings to you Ser" "Ha everyone the Doctor is back" as the crowned started to cheer, he was only able to wave at them, and give them his best smile he could.

Not a minute later he saw two shadows moving quickly towards him, not being able to act quickly, he heard "Ratchet!-oof" he fell down the ground, as he was been hugged by two children that he recognized "Lady Lyanna, Lord Benjen" saying the names of the two troublemakers, had earned him a glare from them. Well from Lyanna, Benjen was considered adorable to give a glare or be mad "Raaatchet you know I hate been called a lady" "and you know our names" they pouted as he couldn't help chuckle to himself "I see that the two of you haven't changed since I have been gone" "You left for two moons" "Yeah" "You owes us" "Yeah" "You must take us for a ride" "Yeah" "Tell us more stories" "Yeah" "Aaannd we want to see that weapon of yours" "YEAH!" yelled Benjen "Kid breathe" and he did the Young Lord showed signs of his lungs would explode any minute.

"Hahaha easy My Lord My Lady, the good Doctor needs its legs to stand. Unless there not working properly, eh Doc" he smiled as he recognize the man in front of him "In your dreams Rodrik" laughter broke as the two troublemakers got off him, he was able to embrace the Knight of Cassel "I see you're doing well" "well I can't say that I miss our sparing matches, but I'll be happy to teach you some lessons" "Will see about that" before they continued to squabble he recognized two more individuals that were making their way towards him.

"Lord Brandon, Lord Eddard" as he made his way to embrace the remaining Stark Children, he was happy to see one of them particularly standing in his feat "Raaatchet, you don't have to use the titles you know us" said an annoying Brandon, while been squashed by metal "Yeah, his right you know" said the quiet Eddard "Oh you Starks are sure a handful for me to look after you" "Ha you enjoy every moment when you're with us, and you know that Old Man" "OLD! WHO ARE YOU CALLING OLD, YOU BRAT!" as a small fight broke out, everyone could see how they weren't fighting serious, they saw how each and every one of them was enjoying the moment of having the Giant back at home.

As the squabbling continued so did the Groundbringe remain opened, and not moment later Lady Donella walked through first. As Ratchet spotted her, he released Brandon's neck as he turned to Rodrik and said "Is Lord Stark here" he asked as he got a quick nod "Tell him that he has guests" as the knight left in a hurry he looked at the youngest of Stark children "Kids I want you to go with Ser Rodrik, find your father and bring him here" "But, Ratcheeet" "Lyanna" he warned as he got a slow nod from her, as both her and Benjen left. The remaining Stark children were behind him as he made his way towards the Manderlys who were coming slowly out of the Groundbringe "That wasn't so bad now was it" an answer never came as Lady Donella was struggling to walk "I know it's a bit tricky at first, but you will get use to it. I promise" moans were heard "Mhm, well eh" "Welcome to Winterfel-*PUKE*"

To be continued

Finished I apologize for the long waiting, but here it is finally. As we can see a huge interaction with some important people, and hopefully we will see them again in the mere future. Now what did I want to say ah

POLL TIME!

So, I will have a poll soon up and there you will be able to decide, finally what his second weapon will be. Now remember you have only have one choice, so choose wisely please.