Roose Bolton

Never do, my lady. Dulls the senses.

The North.

You're under my protection now.

That's the point.

Yes, yes, very good.

The high road's very pretty,

You haven't heard?

I imagine you're familiar with the procedure.

Tell Robb Stark I'm sorry I couldn't make his uncle's wedding.

And I am the Warden of the North.

Jon Snow is a bastard, not a Stark.

Stannis Baratheon laid siege to King's Landing.

Poor girl.

I swear I will uphold your name

Maester Wolkan says it looks like a boy.

This was Balon Greyjoy's son and heir.

Now tell me, what is your name?

and promised me the girl's weight in silver as a dowry.

He could be sheltering them.

Their bastard brother.

The North is mine.

since we're all together.

Lord Bolton, I give you the Kingslayer.

Your pet rat have any thoughts

- I am hers... - I am his...