The idea of having Rickon's abomination was not something I looked forward to. There was no way out of this however, I had to gain my freedom again hopefully before Bolton found me. I was safe within the pack for now but I could not stay forever. I knew I would regret not killing Rickon as soon as he spoke the words that set me free. Why had I agreed? Perhaps I was showing mercy, for once in my demented life.
I thought deeply about my actions thus far. I began to recognize the changes I had gone through since leaving the order. I could not help being a killer, that was still there. But I had grown to be compliant to someone else that was not Bolton. He took away my freedom as well I concluded, I have been a prisoner for centuries. It was time for me to be set free, have I not done
