“Imagine... Being one of the youngest siblings of Eddar Stark (Ned), and you are a Knight Wolf―a shapeshifting direwolf―that lives far North where you have built a strong stronghold and raised an army of your own. One day you are sent a raven with news that your brother is accused of treason and held captive at Kingslanding and Robb, his eldest son, has gathered 20,000 men and started a war against House Lannisters. Upon once, you gather your strongest warriors and head south where you help Robb, your nephew, fight against the new King to get Ned back. And the Lannisters are terrified because you are one of the most strongest Lords/Ladies of the Stark family and you are a Knight Wolf.”
Robb was astonished when he saw the Wolf Knight of your sigil approach his camp. You were on horseback, your form covered by armor and a long black cape―your army behind you. His heart leap with hope upon seeing another relative enter his encampment, but just not any relative, you were the Knight Wolf, his uncle/aunt.Â
Dismounting your horse, you took several steps toward your nephew, a small smile on your face. Stopping in front of Robb, you let out a deep sigh, taking in the man before you that you had watch grow for many years.
With a respectful bow of your head, you looked up at Robb, a teasing smile on your face. “Lord Stark, you have changed much since our last meeting.”
“As have you, uncle/aunt.” Robb smiled. Glancing back at your armed men, he looked back at you. His men had started to gather around, wondering who walked into their camp unannounced. “I see you have heard the news.” Robb sighed.
You nodded, a frown making up your hurt features. “I have. And I have heard of your war against the Lannisters to retrieve your father. I have gathered ten thousand of my best warriors to help aid in returning my brother, they are now at your command, nephew.”
“My command?”
“Yes. They are yours. But I’m afraid I can not stay long, I have business to attend to in Kingslanding. I will have words with the new King, Joffrey.”
You stepped foot into the throne room, your eyes landing on the Iron Throne where you saw King Joffrey sit comfortable, a smug look on his face, but it was soon replaced with suspicion when he saw your armor and a few of your soldiers walk in behind you, only two.Â
“Your Grace,” you called out loudly, sarcasm and hatred laced in your voice making Joffrey slump into his throne and his mother rise in alert at your approaching figure. “It’s an honor to meet the little shit that imprisoned my brother on false accusations!”
You watched with pride as Cersei face morphed into pure anger, standing up she quickly pointed an accusing finger at you, a wild look in her eyes.Â
“Guards! Stop them!”
Several of the guards that guarded the King drew their swords, a few of them coming after you to arrest you, but you just smirked, and with a flick of your wrist and high pitched whistle, the guards fell to the floor with arrows in their backs.Â
You laughed sarcastically, “Was that necessary, My Queen? Such a waste of good men.” you tusked with a shake of your head.
“Who are you? And what are you doing here?” King Joffrey demanded, his face red.Â
You smiled, steeping over the dead guards, you got closer. But with there being a few more royal guards in your way, you didn't move much.
“I am Lord/Lady of House Stark. Brother/Sister of Lord Eddard Stark. Commander of the Wolf Knight army. Conquer of the north, and Knight Wolf.” you stated your tittle. “I have come to give you a warning, Lord.”
Joffrey eyes harden upon hearing the tittle “lord”.Â
“I am your King―!”
“You are not my King! I do not kneel to a fucking brat nor the Lannisters. And you will head my warning unless you want to be killed at where you sit!”
“Enough. Cease him/her! She will not talk to the king that way!” Cersei tried again, her blood and anger fuming.
As guards reproached you again, this time from all sides you only glared at the woman before signaling your mean. From out of the shadows, assassins grabbed a hold of the guards and disarmed them, placing a danger at their throats.
You glared at Cersei.Â
“You are outmatched, Queen,” you hissed, “You either listen to my warning or I will have you’re heads on pikes for taking my brother hostage and crippling one of his son!” you yelled out angerly, but your stance was clam and confident.
“Set Eddard Stark free and clear him of his charges as well as Sansa and Arya Stark. They are to be unharmed and allowed home to Winterfell. If you do not do this, then you best hope you have the best legends and men protecting these halls. Because if you refuse, I can promise you boy I will rip your heart out and shove it down your throat with my bare hands. And I will watch your bleed and choke as I watch the life fade from your eyes. This is your only warning.” you growled out, taking several steps closer to Joffrey, your eyes changed to the blood red of a dire wolf. Joffrey cowerd in his spot, trying to mask it as best as he could be he trembled under your terrifying gaze. So did Cersei.
“Think carefully, young King. You do not want to mess with a Knight Wolves pack...”
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