You try to remember how you got here

Your name is Koby Snow, and you are old enough to be considered a grown man. From an early age, you look like a girl. Born Lord Bolton's bastard son to a prostitute, your facial and body features are much more like your mother than your father. You have eyes that are intense blue, you can see the north in them, are covered by long, thick black lashes. You have a skin that is as white as snow, smooth and soft. If you lay undressed in all that snow, it would surely disappear except for the black hair that have the color of night, which reached around your neck, almost touching your shoulders. Your lips are reddish, but they were a little purple at the moment cause of the cold. You have a cute nose.

The only seemingly masculine things in your body are your common chest, and your penis, and the balls. You have a beautiful, slim waist that ends in a round, large, soft butt. In the middle of your ass cheeks, you have a pristine pink tight ass. You have beautiful thick legs that end up in clean white feet.

You have no hair on your body except over your head. You don't know exactly why, but they just didn't grow up.

Although you worked together with your mother in a brothel, you were not a prostitute, and you still remain untouched. You took care of the payments, and occasionally cleaned the place with your nimble hands. This brothel was in a small village north near Winterfell.

Once, hearing screams in a room, which seemed nowhere to be of pleasure, you ran to investigate. Once there, one of the prostitutes was dead, with a severed hand and open throat. Innocent, you went to her to see if she was alive, and you soiled with her blood in the process. Mysteriously, the killer was not there, but the window was wide open, you deduced that he ran away there. But the brothel owner didn't even want to know. He arrested you and informed the Stark and they came for you. Instead of cutting your head, they sent you to the wall, and here you were. You could only remember your mother's screams of despair when they took you.