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Sansa approach Jon and asks him of Ramsay's whereabouts.
" Where is he?", she asks.
Tyrion, who's beside her, inquires who's she referring to.
" Who are you looking for?"
" My rapist.", Sansa answers him, feeling comfortable with him, like she's had when they were married.
Jon Snow looks at Tyrion seeing the fury on his face.
" Someone raped you?? Like hell I'd let you punish him alone."
" We're not married anymore."
" It doesn't matter Sansa! I've been raised by a terrible person but never did I strip you of your dignity.", he turns to Jon. " Where is he?"
" The kennels, I'd take you there myself."
Jon leads them to Ramsay Bolton. He's tied up and looks quite dirty. Sansa and Tyrion stands in front of the kennel. The man starts to wake up.
" Sansa. Tyrion Lannister.", he greets the two surprised.
" Ramsay Bolton.", Tyrion greets back, fury concealed in his voice.
" What brings you here? With your former wife I see."
" I've heard you forced yourself on her, with Theon Greyjoy watching."
" Oh yes, hmm, forced myself?? She's my wife. I have the right."
" Rights? I was married to her once but I never forced myself on her."
Ramsay chuckles.
" Like you can do it, you've laid with other women but not your wife? Perhaps you didn't have the equipment for it, you imp."
" Well this imp is about to beat you black and blue!!"
Tyrion rushes to charge at him and open the kennel but Sansa holds him back.
" Thank you for defending my honor.", she says to Tyrion.
Sansa stares the tied man down.
" Your words will disappear. Your house will disappear. Your name will disappear. All memory of you will disappear."
Growls are heard. Tyrion sees dogs come out from the an open door inside the kennel.
" My hounds will never harm me.", Ramsay says.
" You haven't fed them in seven days, you said it yourself."
" They're loyal beasts."
" They were but now they're starving."
The dogs come nearer to Ramsay. The dogs in their hunger ends up eating their owner while Sansa looks on coldly.
" Milady perhaps we should leave.", Tyrion asks her as the situation becomes bloody.
" We're not married anymore, my lord.", she says as she let him lead her out.
" Perhaps when this is over we can get married again and like I said back then I won't share your bed till you're ready."
" Should we?"
" Why not? It was arranged back then but I was glad, Joffrey was violent. I'd never wish that fate on anyone."
" I'll need time to think about that especially after what I've been through with him."
" And I'll wait for a long time if I have to."