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Twins, Riverlands.

After the vows were taken and the marriage was done. Walder gave his final speech of the night.

The background music was going on. There really weren't many good songs in the world so they kept on repeating the same thing again and again.

Catelyn started too get nervous. She was sitting between Brandon and Ned. Benjen was sitting on the other side of Brandon.

"On this note, I end my long and boring speech. My Lords, I've given you meat and wine and music, but I haven't shown you the hospitality you deserve. Now, It's time for the final gift" Walder Frey sat down on his chair.

The music suddenly stopped. The wine girl took out her knife and stabbed Alexander in the back. Mace Tyrell quickly took out his sword from under the table and stabbed Alexander in the heart, instantly killing him. Across the room, Roose pulled out his knife and went straight to kill Benjen. He stabbed his long knife straight from his back into the heart.

Catelyn took out her knife hidden under her blouse and slit Brandon's throat, "I am sorry" was what she said.

That came as a surprise to Ned, who was already up on his feet looking at his wife's bloody hands. But he didn't have a sword with him to do anything. Catelyn looked at Ned, thinking that everything was finished but then a sword stabbed from Ned's back and came out of his chest.

Roose had already decided on killing all the Starks. As long as even one of them was alive, he wouldn't be able to become the true Lord of Winterfell.

Robb, who was hiding under the table was also caught by a Bolton man and was stabbed in the neck. Catelyn looked at everything lifelessly.

Stark and northern men were getting killed left and right in the hall. Hoster Tully and Edmure Tully were fighting Frey men and couldn't help Catelyn.

"We had a deal, Roose and Walder. What are you doing? I just wed a woman from your house." Hoster shouted.

Walder took a sip from his wine glass while still sitting on his chair, "Haha... What Frey woman? That was some whor* off the streets. And did you really think I would let this chance go? I want to be the lord paramount of the Trident. We are all ambitious people, Hoster. Now with so much money that the Starks have left behind. I'll happily live my remaining years eating and f*cking on your grave"

As soon as his last words fell, a sword pierced Hoster and killed him.

"Congratulations on becoming the new Warden of the North, Lord Bolton," Walder spoke and toasted his wine glass.

"Congratulations to you too, Lord Frey. Now, let's just hope that the Ironborns were able to deal with the remaining Stark pups" Bolton went ahead and picked a wine glass.

...

Randyll Tarly was a very noble and honorable lord. He believed in the knight's chivalry and would never attack his enemies from the back. What he saw in front of him shook him.

"What have you done Lord Tyrell. The Freys just broke the Guest Rights. Seven will damn us to eternal hell." He angrily said.

"Oh please Lord Tarly, I won against Lord Alexander. He was a threat to the Reach and I did the righteous thing. I killed my enemy. Gave him a quick death." Mace said, already thinking about the stories he would tell the world about how he killed the great Alexander Stark.

"What are you saying, oh, may God have mercy on us," Randyll said.

*CLAP* *CLAP*

"I don't know about the other gods. But THIS God, will not have mercy on you all" Alexander slowly stood up from his chair. His blood-soaked clothes all clean now. He had done all that acting so that all the real intentions of the people could be known.

Suddenly the room became cold. All the men of Frey, Bolton, and Tyrell house stood still like their bodies frozen. Their faces turned pale in fear. All the lords also felt the looming doom. No one was able to comprehend how he was still alive but they all could feel the dangerous air around him.

"You all were doomed from the very beginning. But let's make the area clean before we do anything else." Hundreds of arrows came out of nowhere and killed nearly every Frey, Bolton, and Tyrell's men. Some were still alive as they didn't really kill anyone. They were too afraid to do anything. Though they would still be sent to the wall.

The Wolf's Swords became visible and quickly took away all the bodies. Then from the main door. The northern men and Lords entered. Little Robb was in the arms of Brandon, fast asleep. The schemers looked at the familiar faces that they had just killed some moments ago.

Catelyn, still on the ground, looked at Ned and Robb and dashed towards them. She was only alive because little finger wanted to use his little finger on her.

*SLAP*

A hard loud slap was what she received from Ned. "You betrayed me. You knew since for god knows how long about this. If it weren't for Uncle, we all would have really died today."

"Forgive me, Ned. I-I did it for us. For our future," she said.

*SLAP*

"A future where you would have been a widow." Ned fumed.

"Alright, enough talking. It's time for punishment." Alexander interjected..

"Soldiers, come here, save your lords," Mace shouted.

"Oh, no one is coming, Lord Flower. I had told Oleena once that you'd be the one to bring your house to destruction. Good thing for you that I like Willas. He's a good kid. But you, you forfeited your life the moment you decided to go against me.

And you, Bolton, I was looking for an excuse to wipe out your house for a long time now. All I have to say is, thank you. Walder you old fool. You already had one foot in your grave but no, you had to take your house with you. Be happy, your wish has been granted."

"Y-You can't kill us in the name of justice. T-This will cause a war, Lord Stark. Only the King can do justice." Mace Tyrell said.

"Haha... Then let there be war. But I do like the prospect of getting you all hanged at the King's Landing. People will happily throw some eggs and tomatoes at you for trying to kill the 'King of Smallfolks'. Soldiers, put them in small cells. Leave Lord Tarly." Alexander ordered.

"We can discuss this, Lord Stark. Leave me be and I'll allow the whole north to use the bridge for free forever." Walder Frey tried to bargain.

"You are in no position to bargain. Besides, I will own the Twins after I am done with you." Alexander coldly replied.

"No, you can't do this with us. This is treason," Mace kept on shouting. But he was soon hit on the head and forced to fall unconscious.

"Now, let's have a chat with our sneaky rat here. Bring Petyr Baelish." His words shocked Ned, Catelyn, and Brandon.

"Why is he here?" Brandon asked.

"The same reason as the others. To take the prize." He said.

"What prize?" Ned asked.

"Catelyn, of course. He's been drooling over her since he was a kid. First, he was angry at Brandon when he was betrothed to her and then at you for taking her away."

The guards brought Petyr Baelish, "I didn't do anything Lord Stark. You can't treat me like this."

"Yes, you didn't do anything. Anything except forcing homeless girls into prostitution. Trying to get Lysa Arryn pregnant. The list is big Petyr. Not everything is little when it comes to you I guess."

"You..."

No more words came out. He was dead, with a headless body. His list of crimes was long.

||Petyr Baelish - Category 3

Murder - 3

Indirect Murder - 58

Sex trafficking - 87,000

Human Trafficking - 9,079

Child Trafficking - 6,689

Kidnapping - 1,788

Blackmailing - 2,890

Sin Percentage - 70%||

"Ned, what do you want to do with Catelyn?" Alexander asked.

"What we do with all the traitors in the north." Ned coldly replied.

"What About little Robb and Sansa? They will live without a mother if you do this," he questioned.

"I will marry again. This time with my choice. I will never let them miss this traitor." He firmly said. Brandon put a hand on Ned's shoulders to support him.

True, if they didn't treat Catelyn as a traitor then the world would think they are weak. A traitor is a traitor. That's the end of it, Ned thought. He also forgot about the small amount of attachment he had with Catelyn.

"Please, Ned... Please. I am sorry." She cried. But death came suddenly. Her heart stopped beating and she died quietly. She was a half step category 3 sinner, although no one died, she was still okay with killing Brandon, her own good-brother with her own hands and letting many others die too. Now, her fate was to be reincarnated again. Maybe as a human, or an insect. Who knows?

That day, 2 houses went extinct. House Frey and Bolton. House Tully still had Brynden Tully, a good man. Alexander would probably have to talk with him later. On the other hand, most of the Freys were dead. Those who were alive would be sent to the wall. The women in the house will be given Smallfolk status. The same was the case for House Bolton. Their castle, Dreadfort would be besieged by Stark forces tomorrow.

"Lord Stark. I had no part in this. I just came because Lord Mace asked me to. If I knew he was going to do this unhonorable deed. I would have killed Mace myself, even if it meant I be named a traitor." Randyll Tarly said.

"Calm down, Lord Tarly. I know you had no part in this. But I want you to bear witness to their crimes in King's Landing. I can kill them right here if I want, but I want the whole world to see what they had planned to do." Alexander sternly said.

"To not tell the truth is not honorable, Lord Stark. I've already been associated with this treacherous deed by just being here. I can't have my reputation to be tarnished more." Randyll seriously replied.

"Good, let's go then. I'm guessing the ravens have already been sent, telling about what happened here." He walked out.

After they left, in the shade of the night. Alexander's forces moved into Riverlands and took over the whole region that was under the now extinct House Frey.

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