With the woman bound and on the back of a horse the small group set off, back to the east where they came from - towards the Stark camp. Although the journey back took the riders several days, it went by smoothly - the only difficulties coming from his very own men trying to get their hands on their female company. Understandable enough, for the woman was far from ugly. Not that that mattered to the men - they would fuck the ugliest woman in the seven kingdoms after a few weeks without any women. But Alexander kept simply telling them that they were not to harm the girl, fully well knowing that the Stark boy, or lord Stonemen for that matter, would be rather displeased if she were to be harmed along the journey.<br/><br/>With the sun high in the sky on the fourth day, the familiar grey banners with a Direwolf depicted on them came into sight. As they rode into the camp, most of his men split off to go back to the Umber part of the camp, while Alexander along with a few others went straight to the tent of Lord Stark. Outside of the tent, they patiently waited for the guards to let them in for their audience with the King in the North.