As I approached the gate, the shouts from the Wall grew louder and louder. To avoid causing further panic, I stopped about 20 meters from the gate. A voice rang out from the Wall.
"Reveal your identity!"
"I am Aermir Ser Drasil, Knight of Winterfell."
"Why did you come here? What are you riding?"
"I've come to see Lord Stark. I'm riding Sith, and she's a Shadowcat."
Sith lowered his head, as if greeting them.
"I've never seen Shadowcat, not even half its size, yet you call it Shadowcat. Let alone come into contact with such a wild animal; how did you manage to ride it?"
"I tamed it, that's all I can say."
"Show me your identification."
"Are you going to keep yelling from the top of the battlements? Is this how the Lannister welcome guests?"
"You are not a guest of the Lannister unless you prove your identity."
Don't you even have the basic manners to stand in front of me and say these things?
"Don't overestimate yourself. We could kill you if we wanted to, but because of your beastly nature, we'd likely lose two or three men. I don't want to jeopardize my men's lives for my pride."
"Then please do me the honor of providing your name so I know who I should thank for their hospitality."
I have already informed Lord Stark via wave; I know the knights of the Westerlands will cause me trouble, for I come from the North, and the Sith's presence will do no good. Most of the knights of the South regard us as heretics or false knights, for we swear an oath in the name of the Old Gods.
"I am Loren Lannister!"
If he were placed here, he would certainly be an insignificant branch family member to the real Lannister.
"Now that we know each other, will you provide me with an entry point?"
"I won't bring that thing inside the Citadel. At least not without chains."
-Go ahead and try, you bastard. I'll twist your head off.-
Sith let out a deafening roar. Chaos erupted on the Wall, and arrows rained down on us. I gently stroked Sith's soft fur and said.
"Calm down, Sith. With me here, no one can hold you back."
( Eddard Stark's perspective)
We are having an in-depth discussion of war strategy with the other lords. I haven't seen Robert's eyes so bright and full of life in many years. As the years go by, he grows fatter and more weary of life. Some have even started calling him Fat Stag or Pig King, but now, the Demon of the Trident stands before me. Seeing Robert, it feels like only yesterday that he unified the Seven Kingdoms.
As we discussed how to besiege and conquer the Iron Islands, we also speculated about what had happened in Seagard. Just then, a Crow I was used to seeing landed at the window and began to caw. I thought it was Nameless or Bo. "Lord Tywin's squire wants to chase it away," I said.
Wait a minute!
The attendant was stunned, and everyone turned to me.
"That Crow came looking for me."
As I raised my hand, the Crow took flight and landed on my arm. It held a piece of paper in its claws, tossed the note into my hand, and flew out the window. After reading the note, I turned to Lord Tywin and spoke.
"Lord Tywin, one of my knights Aermir Ser Drasil, seems unable to enter the Citadel. May I know why?"
Tywin Lannister remained expressionless, merely glancing at the knight standing by the door before the knight ran out of the room. A few minutes later, he returned and whispered something in Lord Tywin's ear. Lord Tywin looked at the knight in disbelief, and the knight continued...
The messenger saw the beast and swore it was bigger than a horse.
Tywin turned to me and said.
"It seems your knight rides a strange beast, which is why he wasn't allowed into the Citadel. Besides, he refused to chain the beast."
I learned from Jory Cassel's report that Aermir rode a giant Shadow Lynx, but I never saw how big the animal was. After I took my oath, he told me about his power, but I still don't know just how strong he is.
All I know is that I cannot bow down to him, nor can I be his enemy. I hate being the Supreme Lord; Brandon should be the lord. I only want a small manor and a peaceful life, but the Old Gods have a different plan for me; it seems they have a bigger plan for Aermir.
"Yes, he rides a very large Shadow Lynx, but don't worry, he's a Warg, so his animal won't get angry unless provoked."
When I said those words, Lord Tywin and everyone who knew their meaning looked at me with surprise. Lord Tywin looked at me coldly and said...
"I thought Warg only existed in old ladies' stories."
"Oh, they really exist. He can control some animals."
(Male protagonist's perspective)
After waiting for twenty minutes, the gate finally opened. I rode on Sith's back and slowly walked through the gate. Standing by the door was a man with greasy blond hair and green eyes. He bowed mockingly and then said with a cold laugh.
" Ser Aermir, if that beast harms anyone, you will pay a heavy price."
I suddenly felt a vein throbbing on my forehead. I wanted to kill this person in a fit of rage, but at that moment, Lika's image flashed into my mind, and I remembered how she died because I couldn't control myself. So, I forced myself to calmly turn around and say to him.
Sir Leon... Sir Leron...
I looked at him, as if asking his name.
Sir Loren Lannister!
"Ah, yes, Sir Lannister, don't worry, I'll do my best."