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[veneries]

Before any more of you embarass yourselves by calling and hounding me about Greyjoy's disappearance, I've no idea where he's got to either.

He's probably fallen in a river and gotten himself drowned. Good riddance.


[Honestly, he's trying to prove that he's a Changed Man and how can he do that with Theon just vanishing???? This is why Theon is the worst and deserves everything he gets.

Also hi, did you know he was awake again? He's awake again.]

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[dorzalta]

You've quite the climb to make, lord Bolton.

[ Does she think he'll manage? Time would tell. ]

[veneries]

[ see, she calls him Lord Bolton. He likes her. ]

I've nowhere to climb at all. I haven't touched Theon fucking Greyjoy.

Well. Not since I awoke again.

[dorzalta]

[ She's all about being polite. Until someone goes and pisses her off. ]

Of course, but others would believe otherwise.

[veneries]

And to save them the trouble of breaking down my door,
I've let them all know at once.

[dorzalta]

Rather thoughtful of you. I wonder if it's worked?

[ With the way Jon is going on, she would say no. ]

[veneries]

If you mean the bastard of winterfell, I wonder if anything ever penetrates that skull of his.

[dorzalta]

[ A chill. Genuine anger over such a casual mention of her lover. ]

Mind your words, lord Bolton. If the rumors are true, which I am well aware they are, you share the very same humble beginnings as he. Unlike you, however, he was King in the North at one time.

Interesting how status may change so quickly with so little regard.

[veneries]

It's the way of the world, your grace. Your ancestors ruled until the Baratheons overthrew you, and now you were there to return the favour. The strong do what they must.


[does he really believe it? probably not. he does what he likes, after all.]

[dorzalta]

It was the way of an old and broken world. One that our fathers played a part in ruining.

[ Hers, in particular. Even his, she'd say. ]

This world is different.

[veneries]

The lessons learned over a lifetime are hard to unlearn, your grace. I'm doing what I can.

[dorzalta]

Were those lessons taught to you by your lord father?

[ He spins a good tale; none had spoken falsely to her about that facet of his person, at least. Whether there is but a sliver of truth threaded into his words remains to be seen. ]

It's all that can be expected. Do continue to try, lord Bolton.

[veneries]

Of course, your grace.