Throughout the course of Game of Thrones , Theon has struggled to decide whether his loyalties lie with his blood, the Greyjoys, or the family who raised him, the Starks. This inner conflict led him down the path to ruin when he chose to betray Robb by wresting control of Winterfell from Bran during the War of the Five Kings and then burned the bodies of two orphans beyond recognition to disguise them as Bran and Rickon after the Stark boys escaped with Osha. Of course, Theon ultimately got his comeuppance — if you can call it that — when he was taken captive and horrifically tortured for years by Ramsay Bolton.
So when Theon made it back to Winterfell in the second episode of season 8, it seemed like it may be time for his story to finally come full circle. We are going to have a precise look at several aspects of those two contradictory tendencies. The first of those is political. Who will inherit the Dreadfort? That question has haunted Ramsay all his life. And Roose has never given a clear answer.
As we will see, interesting and subtle as it may be, the political dimension might just be squabbling for spoils , and both Boltons might be more than mere arrivists. In the end, Roose remains a mystery to me, a man who seems to have gone into dangerous territories, I suspect. He had the miller hanged and raped his wife. Ramsay was born shortly afterwards, and his mother brought him to the Dreadfort, his father's castle, for Roose to acknowledge as his son.
Roose very nearly killed both Ramsay and his mother, but relented upon realizing that the child was indeed his. Ramsay is Roose's only living child following the death of Domeric Bolton, as well as the only possible heir to House Bolton until the birth of a child by Roose's new wife, Fat Walda Frey. He stays behind as castellan of the Dreadfort when his father left for the south to fight in the War of the Five Kings.
Ramsay keeps a pack of dogs, which he employs for hunting. He is also in a relationship with the kennelmaster's daughter, Myranda, whom he supposedly planned to marry before his father ultimately had him legitimized. Ramsay's forces besiege the castle and he infuriates Theon by blowing a horn all through the night. The following morning, Theon rallies his men to defend the castle, but he is betrayed and knocked out cold by his men, who accept Robb Stark's offer of mercy for the ironborn garrison if they surrender and hand over Theon.
However, the castle is sacked by Ramsay afterwards and instead of letting the ironborn walk free, he flays them alive. Following the Sack of Winterfell, Ramsay and his men take Theon to the Dreadfort, where the ironborn prince is subjected to gruesome tortures. Embarking on a twisted campaign of psychological manipulation, Ramsay poses as an ironborn emissary of Theon's sister,Yara, and falsely claims to have been sent by her to liberate him.
Ramsay sends a false report to Harrenhal, where the main force of the Northern army has established, of the sacking of Winterfellby the ironborn, of the disappearance of Bran and Rickon Stark, and that the location ofTheon Greyjoy is unknown. Later that evening Ramsay returns, and releases Theon, provides him with a horse and tells him to ride east to Deepwood Motte, where his sister is waiting for him.
Theon's captors, however, track him down and capture him again. As punishment, their leader attempts to rape Theon. Ramsay appears and swiftly dispatches the kidnappers with bow and arrow, deepening the bond of trust between them. Afterward, Ramsay promises Theon to take him to Deepwood Motte. Some time later the men reach a holdfast; Theon questions having to sneak inside since Yara's men are loyal to her.
Ramsay warns Theon that some of the men belong to his father Balon. As the mysterious boy struggles to open a locked gate, Theon confesses his jealousy of Robb's status, the murder of the two boys he passed off as Bran and Rickon, and acknowledges that Eddard Stark was his true father. After opening the gate, Theon and Ramsay enter a darkened room. The young man lights a torch and Theon, much to his horror, realizes he is back in the torture chamber.
They are soon joined by two men, who proceed to restrain Theon after Ramsay falsely claims he killed their comrades.
Kicking and screaming, Theon is refastened to the rack, as Ramsay drops his facade, grins sadistically and tells the men to put Theon "back where he belongs".
Ramsay awakens Theon with a horn to continue torturing him. He threatens to remove Theon's pinky finger if he cannot guess Ramsay's true identity and their current location. After several guesses, Ramsay tells Theon he is correct in guessing that Ramsay is Harrion Karstark, the brother of Torrhen Karstark and the son of Lord Rickard Karstark, and that they are in Karhold Theon being unaware that both Rickard and Harrion are dead.
However he then points out that Theon never asked if he was a liar. He admits that he was lying, and begins flaying Theon's finger while his victim screams for him to cut it off. Theon is freed from his constraints by two young women, Myranda and Violet. They give him water and clean his wounds. Theon is apprehensive about their aid, until they disrobe and begin pleasuring him. The three are soon interrupted by Ramsay, who enters the chamber wielding a knife.
After taunting Theon about his sexual prowess, he orders his men to restrain Theon and then removes Theon's genitals. Ramsay admits that the rumors about Theon were true, and that he did have a "good-sized cock", motioning towards Theon's blood-stained, badly-sewn up britches before momentarily tricking him into believing that the pork sausage he is eating is his penis.
Ramsay talks about amputees having phantom limbs and wonders if Theon will have a phantom penis, feeling an itch whenever he sees naked girls.
When Theon begs to be killed, Ramsay states that he is no good to him dead. Ramsay decides to give Theon a new name, and beats him until he starts calling himself "Reek". Ramsay also sends a letter to Balon Greyjoy with a box containing Theon's penis. He threatens to send more of Theon's body parts and flay every ironborn in the North alive if they have not left by the full moon. Ramsay frees Theon from his restraints, but forces him to work for him as a servant and answer to the name "Reek".
Some time later, Ramsay hunts a girl named Tansy in the woods with his hounds, Myranda, and Reek. With bows in hand, he and Myranda gleefully pursue Tansy, firing arrows at her as they go. Ramsay explains that Tansy had made Myranda jealous, so she has to go because she causes too many problems otherwise. Myranda manages to strike Tansy with an arrow in the leg before Ramsay happily releases his dogs on her, killing her. Roose introduces Ramsay to his newly acquired wife, Walda Bolton, and asks to see his captive.
Ramsay also greets Locke and congratulates him for his mutilation of Jaime Lannister. Locke assures him that the Kingslayer had screamed loudly enough that Ramsay would have enjoyed it. Ramsay brings "Reek" to his father, who quickly becomes furious with Ramsay for torturing and mutilating a valuable hostage. Roose explains that he wanted to use Theon as a bargaining chip to rid the North of Iron Islanders, and for that he needed him unharmed.
Roose chastises Ramsay for his actions, and laments placing too much trust in him. I enjoy it. I bet you always thought they loved you back. Your famous cock must be very precious to you. Would you say it's your most precious part? Theon Greyjoy : " Please, mercy! I'm not killing you. Just making a few What, you think I'm some sort of savage? An amputee might have an itch where his foot used to be, so I've always wondered, do eunuchs have a phantom cock?
The next time you think about naked girls, will you feel an itch? I shouldn't make jokes. My mother taught me not to throw stones at cripples That's a name for a lord, but you're not a lord, are you? You're just meat. Stinking meat. Sniffs him You reek That's a good name for you! Ramsay Snow : " What's your name?
Ramsay backhands him " Ramsay Snow : " What is your name? Ramsay punches him " — Ramsay and Theon [src]. I give you until the full moon to order all ironborn scum out of the North and back to those shit-stained rocks you call home. On the first night of the full moon, I will hunt down every islander still in our lands and flay them living the way I flayed the twenty ironborn scum I found at Winterfell. In the box you'll find a special gift: Theon 's favorite toy.
He cried when I took it away from him. Leave the North now or more boxes will follow with more Theon. But he didn't make it easy, what with all that bloody noise.
As my father likes to say: "A naked man holds few secrets. But the flayed man Lord Whitehill told me you were young, but this Look at you!
Like the queen and her brother. Well, hopefully not just like the queen and her brother But I don't want a bold lord. Far too much trouble. I've decided to come and see for myself. I may have misjudged you, Rodrik. I came here to kill you, but now I realize it might be far more entertaining to watch you and Ludd tear each other to pieces. Rip her! Ramsay Snow : " We've been flaying our enemies for a thousand years; the flayed man is on our banners!
You're not a Bolton , you're a Snow. Yara Greyjoy : " Give me my brother and no more of your men will die. And with those big balls of yours, how fast can you run? Hmm, strong, as long as they're in the sea. When you take them out of the water You'd think they'd know that.
Unfortunately they're not very bright. Bring me Moat Cailin. Ramsay Snow : " You didn't really think I'd let them go, did you? It's fallen out of fashion, flaying. Sad, but true. But traditions are important. Where are we without our history, eh? Will we go home now? Roose Bolton : " Now tell me, what is your name? I swear I will uphold your name , and your tradition. I'll be worthy of you, father.
I promise. You remember what happens to people who bore me. Our blood ties go back thousands of years, so I'd like to drink to our wedding. May our happiness spread from Moat Cailin to the Last Hearth. Ramsay Bolton : " I heard you two had been reunited.
A fitting place for it. I'd like to imagine that the last time you spoke was in this very room. Are you still angry with him?
After he Don't worry. The North remembers. I punished him for it. He's not Ironborn anymore, not Theon Greyjoy anymore. He's a new man. A new person, anyway. Aren't you, Reek? Ramsay Bolton : " And if it's a boy?
I'm your son until a better alternative comes along. I hate asking a second time. Now watch her become a woman. Ramsay Bolton : " I'm Lord Bolton's eldest son. Another bastard? You didn't know? Yes, he's done very well for himself. Ramsay Bolton : " Stannis isn't from the North. You are, father. I think you're missing an opportunity to show the people of the North how House Bolton treats southern invaders.
That we hit fast, and hit hard, and leave a feast for the crows. As long as we stay behind these walls, they can't touch us. Not to mention the snow is so deep, we couldn't get an army through to engage them even if we wanted to.
I need 20 good men. Roose Bolton : " Jon Snow's a bastard, not a Stark. Ramsay Bolton : " Castle Black isn't defended on the South side.
The few men left are barely men at all. Farmboys and thieves. With a small force, we could storm the castle, kill Jon Snow You'd unite every House in the North against us! You allowed thousands of wildlings past the Wall. You have betrayed your own kind and you've betrayed the North. Winterfell is mine, bastard, come and see. Your brother Rickon is in my dungeon.
His direwolf's skin is on my floor, come and see. I want my bride back. Send her to me, bastard, and I will not trouble you or your wildling lovers. Keep her from me and I will ride North to slaughter every wildling—man, woman, and babe—living under your protection. You will watch as I skin them living. You will watch as my soldiers take turns raping your sister. You will watch as my dogs devour your wild little brother.
Then I will spoon your eyes from their sockets and let my dogs do the rest. Come and see. Ramsay Bolton : " Thank you for returning Lady Bolton safely. Now dismount and kneel before me. Surrender your army and proclaim me the true Lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North. I will pardon you for deserting the Night's Watch, I will pardon these treasonous Lords for betraying my House.
Come, bastard. You don't have the men, you don't have the horses, and you don't have Winterfell. Why lead those poor souls into slaughter? There's no need for a battle. Get off your horse and kneel. I am a man of mercy. Thousands of men don't need to die. Only one of us.
Let's end this the old way. You against me. The way people in the North talk about you, you're the greatest swordsman who ever walked. Maybe you are that good, maybe not. I don't know if I'd beat you, but I know that my army will beat yours. I have six thousand men, you have Not even? Will your men want to fight for you when they hear you wouldn't fight for them? Very good. Ramsay Bolton : " Tell me, will you let your little brother die because you're too proud to surrender?
Now if you want to save Sleep well. I look forward to having her back in my bed. And you're all fine-looking men. My dogs are desperate to meet you. I haven't fed them in seven days. They're ravenous! I wonder which parts they'll try first. Your eyes? Yours balls? We'll find out soon enough. Until the morning then, bastard. I've reconsidered. I think that sounds like a wonderful idea. Ramsay Bolton : " Sansa? Hello, Sansa. Is this where I'll be staying now? No, our time together is about to come to an end.
That's all right. You can't kill me, I'm part of you now. Your house will disappear. Your name will disappear. All memory of you will disappear. Ramsay Bolton : " My hounds will never harm me. Now they're starving. I don't care how many arrows they feather me with, how many spears they run through me, I will kill that horn-blowing cunt before I fall!
The ironborn turned on Theon as we know they would. They handed him over trussed and hooded. But Ramsay He saved us all from death. Ethan offered himself instead And that monster put a blade through his throat.
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