( Tywin Lannister's perspective)
With such a large army invading, how could they not have suffered heavy losses? I found it hard to believe what I was hearing, but while I disliked the House Stark of the North are rough and straightforward by nature, and a beast the size of a horse was right in front of me.
If this Warg isn't enough, then there are even stronger ones, which is even harder to believe. I cannot allow anything to stand in the way of establishing the Lannister dynasty.
Such a setback must not be allowed. Over the years, I first followed a madman, then a drunkard, and finally produced some children who would eventually unite the Lannister bloodline with the Targaryen and Baratheon.
If I can't get these people on my side, they'll have to leave. One is the best scout and spy, every lord wants him, and I'm sure a fool like Ned would waste his talent; the other is a powerful spellcaster and healer. Why is the North so lucky, while I'm surrounded by idiots!
(Male protagonist's perspective)
After introducing myself to the lords, Lord Stark quickly told me who the other lords were. While all the lords and King Robert were looking at the Sith, Lord Tywin looked at me as if he wanted to devour me alive. Had I unknowingly stepped on his tail? I decided to proceed cautiously, but I didn't even know why he was against me. Just as I was lost in thought, a loud voice broke my reverie.
"Child, may we ride your wild beast?"
Upon hearing the king's question, Sith began to roar in fury. The Kingsguard around him instantly surrounded him, drawing their swords. Sith began to use her magic, and her fur shimmered. Before she used her magic, the swords wouldn't do her much harm. But because I didn't want to be declared an outlaw, I stood between them.
"No! Sith, wait over there. Gentlemen, sheath your swords. She won't harm anyone; it's just that our king is too close to her. Your Majesty, I'm sorry, but it's impossible. She might obey me, but in the end, she's still a beast. I can't completely control a beast, nor will it allow anyone but me."
"A knight said."
"How dare you refuse the King!"
"Sir, I didn't. You may try if you wish to endanger the King's life, but someone will ultimately be injured. I am a Warg. Yes, I can control beasts, but if I keep doing things a beast doesn't want to do, it will either leave me or rebel and break free. What do you think a giant predator would do after breaking free?"
That pesky knight is Loren Lannister. I'm trying to be less impulsive, but they won't let me.
"If you want to know what happens after she breaks free, you can try killing her; she won't attack you with her claws or fangs."
I can see he underestimated the Sith, seeing her as a beast. Of course, to them, she was just a beast, the king said.
"This might be interesting."
He turned to a member of the Kingsguard and asked in a normal voice.
What's his name?
" Loren, Your Majesty, Loren Lannister."
"Oh, he's a member of your family, Lord Tywin?"
"Yes, Your Majesty, he comes from a branch family."
Would you allow him to fight wild beasts?
"Isn't it incredibly unfair to use humans to deal with controlled wild beasts?"
"I cannot control it, sir. He only fights beasts, and as I said, she will not use her true weapon."
Tywin looked at Loren and nodded. Loren drew his sword and arrogantly began to approach the Sith. The moment I stepped off the Sith, I started rambling. Even I started to believe what I was saying. I acted as if I were giving orders to the Sith, saying...
"Don't kill him."
-Sith, beat him to a pulp, but don't seriously injure him.-
-But Master, why does every human we meet want to ride me?-
-Because they've never seen a beast as magnificent as you?-
-Yes, the Sith is a great beast, hehe.-
Loren Lannister drew his sword, grinned, and began to walk towards the Sith. At that moment, only one thought flashed through my mind: I never imagined anyone would be foolish enough to fight the Sith, and this idiot actually wanted to fight her. Couldn't this idiot see the difference in size?
-The Sith defeated him with a single blow.-
Sith charged forward with lightning speed, headbutting Loren in the chest. Lorian was taken aback, for he hadn't expected Sith to move so quickly. As Sith slammed into Loren, he flew backward about five or six meters, writhing in agony on the ground. King Robert let out a thunderous laugh. "I said."
"I'm sorry, I didn't expect him to accept the challenge. Sir Lannister is truly brave. Thank you for letting us know that this beast is no pet or toy."
I pointed to a tree and said.
"Attack!"
Sith attacked a tree with a trunk thicker than our bodies, throwing a claw strike. Instantly, three claw marks, each about 5 centimeters deep, appeared on the tree.
"Stop!"
Everyone's eyes were wide open; I could see the soldiers and knights around me watching me anxiously.
"I can command her to stop or attack, but I cannot command her to be my mount. Playing and fighting are in her nature, but being a mount is not. She allows me to be her mount because I raised her from cub; in her eyes, I am superior to her. I'm sorry, my king, but if we do this, she might very well turn against you."
King Robert picked up a glass of wine, drank it all in one gulp, and then said...
"Don't worry, this is already quite a bit of entertainment. You've wiped out all the Ironborn in the North. The last time I saw you, you were just a fledgling knight, and now you're a hero of the North?"
"I Unworthy of such praise, Your Majesty."
"You should learn to accept praise from others. Being too humble can also be seen as insincere."