Alanna didn't sleep. She found her sleep lacking and instead roamed the halls of the castle. Dead Rift was something Alanna was use to walking. She use to walk them often. She walked in the darkness. The only light was from the moon that smoke through the windows. Her bare feet freezing against the stone floor. But that didn't keep her from walking.

A nightgown had been found for her and she had worn that to bed. But as said before sleep just wasn't on her side tonight. She had to think up of a way to help Sansa. Think of someway that she could save her sister from her cruel fate. Of course knowing where her room was located she could easily sneak her out.

No. No that was foolish. Bolton had troops that were keen on keeping a rather close eye on things. She knew that he'd flay them alive if they managed to allow them to escape. She sighed and noticed that she found her way into the old library.

It was extremely dark and there was barely any light. Alanna squinted in the dark seeing that there was light from deeper in the library. So she entered and walked forward till her cold feel hit carpet and the moon made light for her again. She looked at the tall book cases. She zoned the old books and picked a random one. She opened it up and skimmed the pages.

"Can't sleep?"

She jumped and dropped the book completely from her hands. It hit the shelf before making s loud and echoing thump against the carpet as it slammed shut. She turned around quickly and was greeted with a candle and Roose not three foot from her. His expression was rather amused having just startled Alanna in the manner he'd done.

"What in the hell is wrong with you!"

Alanna scolded. Roose just smirked as he kept his eyes on her, enjoying the fear and anger across her face.

"Not much, but just enough I'd say."

Alanna scoffed. He was teasing her. She looked away from him and down at the book that had fallen onto the floor.

"Why are you following me?"

She questioned looking back up at him. He held that playful smirk she'd known well on his lips. It seemed that even though he had aged, he was still the same man she had known before.

"It's my home. I'm making sure you don't try anything silly that you might regret."

"Silly? Lord Bolton -- "

Alanna paused when his free hand grazed her right cheek. His fingers roaming her soft skin ever so slow.

"Roose."

He whispered. Alanna looked at him, her eyes closing ever so slowly enjoying his soft feather like touches to her skin.

"Say it."

He ordered. Alanna's mouth opened a bit and then closed again. Then she said his name. His name rolled off her tongue so slowly and deep. Then, her tongue had something else rolled on to it. Her eyes shut completely as Roose pushed his lips against hers and his tongue explored her mouth fast and hot.

Alanna gasped when he pulled her away from the book shelf and over to the floor. He sat the candle down on the floor far from them before returning his attention to her. He swooped down and locked his lips with her. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and deepened the kiss.

Fire came alive in her belly. A fire that had been long since forgotten. A fire that for whatever reason Roose could put in her. Noises came from both of them as they kissed each other with a hunger that was incredibly rushed. And then Roose slowed down.

"Alanna, I have a want for you. A deep, deep want."

He grunted his hand slipping up her night dress and brushing against the wetness between her legs. He grunted and smirked.

"It seems you're the same."

"Roose... You're married."

Alanna cracked out her voice horse as her heart pounded in her ears. Roose groaned as he shoved his fingers inside her causing her to gasp.

"I know. And I cannot marry you. But I am the Lord of my house and I can have who I please."

He said his lips turning into a smirk. Alanna gasped and tipped her head back against the floor. She opened her eyes and was terrified. Her eyes widened as she seen Tywin standing there looking at her.

"You kill me over a common whore, yet here you are, Alanna."

His deep voice echoed. Alanna gasped eyed snapping shut when she felt Roose penetrate her. He was thick. So incredibly thick and long it hurt. He stretched her out and she wouldn't be surprised if she was bleeding right now.

"On your back with legs wide open for the enemy."

Tywin said watching. Alanna opened her eyes again and looked up at him. She knew be wasn't really there. He was dead and rotting in the tomb. His ghost was to haunt her. His ghost was not about to leave her alone. Even now with Roose deep inside of her thrusting in and out of her filling her with pleasure and the pain fading with every thrust Alanna moaned out.

Her eyes locked with Tywin as she made it loud and clear how much she was enjoying this.

"We were to be married. We were to be marries by the orders of my father."

Alanna spat toward Tywin. The man didn't say anything, he just watched.

"Something that was ruined the moment  my father was killed. My happiness gone forever!"

She cried out as Roose watched her talking to what he believed be himself. He kept thrusting into her on all fours before sitting up on his knees and bringing her legs into his chest and thrusting forward into her. The new angle had her yelling out in pleasure.

Tywin kept his eyes locked with hers. He snorted as his jaw locked tightly.

"I came to love you, Alanna. I know you knew that just as well. My actions were no different than what is happening now."

Alanna's eyes widened. She felt her body shiver in pleasure as Roose caused her an orgasm. Body shaking below him caused him to smirk and grunt as he quickened his pace.

"Say my name, Alanna."

He ordered. She closed her eyes and called out his name.

"Eyes open, Alanna."

Tywin told her. She opened her eyes and repeated Roose's name again. This time she looked directly at Tywin. Then again and again and again. Tywin stood like a shadow in the darkness watching. His face unreadable to Alanna.

"You're crying."

Tywin pointed out.

It was true. She was indeed crying, but it wasn't because of Roose, he wasn't hurting her. But she was crying for a whole other reason and she knew Tywin knew why she was crying. He was telling the truth when he said that she had come to love him but to say that he loved her in the same manner.

It hurt her and it hurt her bad.

Then she did the unexpected. Pushing herself up into her elbows she caught Roose off guard when she reached out for his ahoulders. She grabbed them with her hands and pulled herself up to basically sit on his legs while he thruster into her at such an angle it caused her walls to clinch around his cock. He moaned out, his hands reaching under her bottom now and grabbing her thick thighs and shoving his dick in and out of her.

"Fuck -- Alanna!"

"Hold me like you use to. Gods, yes, Roose!"

Alanna pleaded as he fucked her harder. Her tongue dropped out of her mouth and she clung to Roose. She clung to him through her second and then third, forth, fifth -- orgasm after orgasm caused her body to shake and squeeze against his own till finally.

He came inside her giving her his seed deep inside of her belly.

And when she opened her eyes Tywin was no where to be seen.