"Lord Tywin"

You nod expecting a message from the old lion. You though it took him a lot longer to respond to your domination of the Westeros Lands. You cut the wax to free the letter from the crease. Unfolding the letter you read the information with great focus.

'people are calling you a savior from the bastards seed of Lannister. Other seems to believe you are just another upstart Balon Greyjoy. A small rebellion that need to be crush like a Martell head. The master of secrets has already reveal me your identity, tourney winner. The Lannister gave you a chance to rise to power with our gold, now we have came to repay our debts with the blood of your men and women if you don't follow my lead. I will let you have the Greyjoy's kingdom if you obey my two requests. One: all of your sellswords leave Westeros. And 2: come swear fealty to me and King Tommen. Lord Tywin Lannister.'

You read the letter over and over for a few hours pondering the old lion deal. But you knew it would be too good of a deal for him to give out. You decided on two plans to act out. Send the Lannister a message joining an alliance with the Martell's and then takeover Tywin dear Casterly Rock. Maybe give it to the snakes or burn down the historic house. What is a lord without his homestead, you thought.