ARYA POV
The bigoted boltons were preparing for the arrival of stiff stannis . I was at home at last but never in a way I imagined . Where's Jon ? I wish he was here , he would know what to do ! poor Jon having to live with those terrifying men. Then again Jon probably enjoys it . All anyone seems to do is mock Stannis but no one seems to consider what a threat he might be . the dumb assholes . they obviously don't have any brains or cares ? The bitter cold wind caressed my cheek as I went into the hall.
Something wizzes through the air missing me by a centimetre . Here comes bastard Bolton . by nature and by birth . He laughs with his high pitched , annoying bastard laugh . He says " sorry there boy , didn't see you there you were too small to see . I ignore him , he doesn't deserve my attention and besides he is a traitor as much as the rest of them . plus if what i have heard is true he hurt theon more than he derived . his smile turned into a wolfish scowl . The sky , a few minutes earlier ws bright and cheerful , becoming cold and menacing, almost sour .
He takes a menacing step forward and grips my hair and is about to rip it out . the evil , twister gargoyle .
I braced myself. I could hear the jeers from the crowd and with a hint of satisfaction realised they weren't all directed at me . his knuckles glance against my lip making me taste blood . I could smell a stench and realised I had stepped on horse shit . At that ramsay jeered at and out of the corner of my eye I see a man with an expression set on his face as he looks on . Ramsay punched me in the stomach and I saw red . I flung myself at him and no longer resisted the chance to attack the slimy bastard . I punch him and he lets out a yelp . glad i pushed him again . and again and again . The slimy bastard tries to escape . I look around and hear the crowd calling for the kill . I catch roose's eye and he shakes his head . a warning .
I pick myself up and dust my stinky , repugnant and vile clothing off . I promised myself to go and get cleaned . I walked away from the scene where people were cheering me on . I bumped into the man from earlier , I was about to apologise when he eloped me into a hug . It was Theon . hurt , tired and smelly but still theon . Perhaps winter could wait a while.