Lannister Soldier Novels & Stories

The soldier winced at the spite and authority in the hydras voice and quickly looked back to the ground. "My humble apologies my Queen, forgive me your majesty, accept my apologies my lords" he replied I nodded, he was a bright soldier. He was smart as well to ask forgiveness from all of us. Already he had found favor in our eyes by that simple actions. "What is your name soldier?" I bellowed my deep voice shaking the tent. He flinched only slightly but was quick to cover it up. Mmm..smart lad. "My name is Yohan, my Lord, only son of Richard and Acana," he replied with his head still bowed.

It was evident that he had invested countless hours in studying the enemy's movements and devising the most efficient course of action. "The soldiers have been carefully selected and trained for their specific roles," Lucas explained, his eyes meeting mine with unwavering confidence. "Each group is composed of our most skilled warriors, handpicked for their expertise and loyalty. We have ensured that they possess the necessary tools and resources to carry out their tasks effectively." Listening to Lucas, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and gratitude for the soldiers under our command. They were the backbone of our mission, the embodiment of our unity and shared purpose. Their unwav

Jordan's lips curled, a mischievous smile on his lips as he concentrated fully on the woman fighting to her heart’s content. Her opponent was an extra-large soldier as well. But that did not seem to deter her. She had him successfully pinned on the floor and was raining heavy punches on him. The man was bleeding from his mouth, with his hands held down roughly by Isabelle’s boots. How she managed such a feat was beyond him. Jordan was appalled as the soldiers hailed her the more. They were all animals, all of them. He made his way over to Mike, pinning his head down painfully.

"Or shall I tell my brother you barred me? I hear he skins men slower when he's disappointed." The door groaned upward, revealing a chamber of steel and greed. Jorah whistled low, fingers trailing over hood ornaments. "Male strippers always did overcompensate." The soldier twitched. "Alpha Lucas, are you sure an Audi A6 won't do? Our Audi has bulletproof—" "What are you? Trying to sell me an Audi or something? Are you working on commision here?" I frowned. "I'm sorry, Sir!" the soldier straightened up.

Leen answered quickly. “Earlier, they were laughing and joking with each other. However, one of them provoked the other one, who was an orphan. Apparently, that soldier is sensitive when the topic is that. Thus, he fought with him but the other one continued on humoring him about the deaths of his parents and playing with his emotions.” Lixien stood for a while and unhurriedly approached the crowded area. The one on the right side was holding a long sword with such a tight grip and the one on the left side was holding two daggers in both of his hands.

Lihont was standing at the head of a long, expensive wooden table, his face was twisted in a scary way and his eyes were glowing with a dark angry light. He had just realized something terrible and it made his blood boil. He had suddenly lost contact with the perfect soldier he had sent to the Blackwater mansion to kidnap Vennis. One moment, he could feel the soldier's mind through their Master and servant link, and the next moment, there was only a cold silence which he was very familiar with and it meant only one thing…His soldier was dead. "Useless! All of them are useless!" Lihont roared.

But just as his soldier were about to leave the room, a soldier who looked pretty beaten up with busted lips and deep claw marks on his arms, stumbled inside the room. Luke’s eyes widened in shock. He grabbed the soldier’s collar and asked, “What happened?” “Sir Luke, a bunch of people suddenly rushed in and kept attacking all of us. Many are already injured. You need to leave, Sir.” The soldier reported, panting as he tried to keep standing. “You’re all fucking well-trained and you’re telling me your being wiped out just like that? You stupid fools!” The soldier shook his head and defeat. “They are all wearing the uniforms of Lycan King’s personal army. They are far beyond our capabilities.

“Tell me.” “He came out of the dark,” the soldier whispered. “Faster than my eyes could follow. We didn’t even draw our blades. He didn’t kill me. He just… looked at me.” Torin frowned. “Looked at you?” The soldier nodded. “Like he was deciding something.” “What something?” Sienna asked. The soldier’s eyes filled with tears. “Whether I deserved to die.” Sienna swallowed. “And why didn’t he kill you?” The soldier sobbed. “Because I said your name.”

"And what is their concern?" "They seek your presence," the soldier said then paused looking from Angus to Octavius as though weighing his next words. "According to them your, Majesty they have no king and have no wish to be ruled by a bastard king." The soldier was remorseful as he spoke these words. His name was Soldj and he pledged his loyalty to his king.

"This territory is ours now. No outsiders allowed. Move along!" Sam was furious. He couldn't comprehend the soldier's disrespect, especially considering how Shane himself had treated them with the utmost respect. "Are you deaf? This man, Mr. Quinn, funded the very weapon you're holding! Think about who gave you the courage to go to war with the Hannibals!" In response, the Roland soldier leveled his weapon at Sam. "I'll shoot if you don't leave!" "Looks like you're burning bridges now, huh?" Severus Storm, one of Grayson's best bodyguards, opened the car door and immediately pacified the soldier before getting back in.