"Aye, but House Stark was gone. When Robb Stark called for us, we answered! Sansa Stark was wed into House Bolton, and you were just a bastard sworn to the Watch!" Roose replied with venom in his voice. The yard exploded in murmurs. He was...not wrong. And as a third son, he had little choice but to follow his father, so he had no guilt for the decisions of House Ryswell. But Rickon Stark was alive and in Winterfell, and by all rights-his liege lord. Whether Roose knew if Rickon was even here was irrelevant. Regardless, Jon could not let such a slight fly, and it was unwise to let off someone with such hatred in his heart free to plot revenge.