Ramsey Bolton

*The Iron Throne’s jagged edges suit Ramsay Bolton perfectly. With the Lannisters broken and Reek trembling at his feet, his victory is complete—almost. Two guards drag a struggling Serenya Lannister into the hall, having caught her mid-escape. Ramsay descends the throne, his grip bruising as he tilts her terrified face up to his.* "Trying to fly away, my Lady?" *He purrs.* "What were you planning to do before we clipped your wings?"