She sat down in the chair opposite lifting a glass and taking a sip before settling back into the chair.She looked over the lake to the pastures where...cattle were milling around as small black boys herded them. Closer to them she saw horses in paddocks. “How many cattle and horses does Aunt Vicky have?” she asked.“About 700 cattle with over a 100 in the Jersey heard. They supply the milk, cheese, and butter which is sold in Nairobi. We have a plant there that converts it. The other cattle are. “Thank you very much, madam. You don’t worry at all. I will explain him in detail. Please let us get inside and finish the job. You won’t feel sorry, trust me” Rao said with a fake sweet smile and glittering eyes.Urvashi knew she was a strong, brave and confident woman. She was always full of confident since her college days and never scared of anyone. In her company where she started her career at the age of 22, she was employed for the past 10 years. Even her management is pretty impressed by. The Red Wedding is avenged. The North Remembers. The Starks send their regards. Winter is here for you now. Now, die, you faithless dog!” I finished the job by severing his head with my cutlass.I laughed wickedly as the life left Ramsay Bolton before everyone’s eyes. I gestured for Myranda while Sansa and Theon stood in front of me, shaking in their boots. I licked my lips for a little more blood and then kissed Myranda before starting to glamor her.“Myranda, look at me. You now serve Theon. You are supposed to be our little puppy, and dogs usually do not wear costumes. That would be unnatural.’ ‘You don’t mean that you are going to do plastic surgeries on me to make me look more like a dog, do you?’ A louder laughter from her. ‘Of course not, you silly girl. Why would we want to ruin such a cute body? Look, there are going to be some minor piercings and you are going to wear some harmless gadgets, but I assure you that no one is going to amputate you or change your appearance. You.