A couple of wildlings

Two males, three females one high in pregnancy, with another child in her arms. Your guards had them kneeling on ground weapons turned towards them. "So", you ask commander "what is this?"
"We found them stealling our food. When we confronted them they attacked us, had to kill 4, before they surrendered."
You think on that for a moment, "our casualties?" you ask. "None dead, Rash got a nasty cut on the arm, but maister sais he will live and will be able to return to duty. You will have to ask him for deatails." You turn to them and start to remember that this is not the first time you have seen wildlings in your keep but as you have just become lord you have never been asked on how to deal with them.
You see one of the wildling women glaring at you. Young one probably around your age 17-20, strong build, small chest but nice on the eyes none the less. Short raven black hair, small nose, percing gaze of green almost emerald eyes.
The child starts to scream snaping you out. Woman starts to hush him as soon as she sees your gaze on her, fear in her eyes.