Secrets Beneath the Dreadfort

We are the most spine-chilling feudal lords in all of Westeros—the House of Bolton: a poisonous remnant of the First Men, where savage brutality and ancient nobility coexist. Torture is an art—and even more, a craft. We tear open false skins and lay bare the truth beneath. As an interrogator in the dungeons of the Dreadfort, I can smell a lie with my nose alone. Before me, no one can hide their secrets. —Domiric Bolton P.S. A Game of Thrones fanfic. Even if you haven’t read the novels or watched the TV series, you can read this without any obstacles. ———— This is an edited version of a fanfic that was already written, but I’ve changed events, terminology, and a few other things. ———— — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: Secrets Beneath the Dreadfort — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠