Michael McElhatton

Never do, my lady. Dulls the senses.

You're under my protection now.

The North.

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.

200 Northmen slaughtered like sheep.

The debt will be repaid, my friend.

Jon Snow is a bastard, not a Stark.

I sent my bastard Ramsay to root him out.

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.

Got that to look forward to.

The North is mine.