Ramsay hardly let the sentence leave Roose's mouth before he pulled the trigger on the crossbow and fired the bolt so that it hit Roose Bolton straight in the chest. It hardly pierced his heart, but he hit the target dead center and Roose Bolton would be dead in the next minute.

Margaery cried out and knocked her chair over to rush to Roose's side. She gripped his hand tight and tears of fear and pity rolled down her face. Ramsay hadn't expected that, and he frowned with jealousy in his eyes. Quickly he loaded another bolt and aimed it at his brother.

"So then, I suppose that makes you the Master of the castle...for now," Ramsay sneered.