Winterfell felt way too peaceful and quiet without having someone to torture and break. With his favourite toys all gone, and his lover dead it had become nearly unbearable. Ramsay suddenly froze. But that was not the case, was it? Reek was gone, and his wife had fled. But he could always make another Reek. Sometimes they died before they broke, but either way the screams of Rickon Stark would fill his heart with joy. He grabbed his flaying knife and headed towards the dungeons with a wicked smile on his face.