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HP transmigrated into Domeric Bolton (GOT and HP crossover)

Harry Potter dies at the age of 28 in an accident by falling through the Veil. His soul travels through dimensions and end up in the body of 7 year old Domeric Bolton who recently died due to a horse accident. Plus, If you like my work and want to support me, then please do so at- patreon.com/ankit1 Upto 100 additional chapters in Patreon.

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Chapter 349

LEO LEFFORD POV

The tent was silent after Lord Tywin finished reading the letter.

"Are the giants, wargs and direwolves that people talked about really there?" Ser Jon Bettley asked "I had not believed those rumors before."

"They're not rumors." Lord Tytos Brax said "My cousin is a merchant who ones went to Winterhold to purchase glass. The giants, direwoves and wargs that we've all heard about. They're real. As you and me."

"We should talk about the army that we've lost instead of mythical creatures." He said "At the end of the day it's men that win wars, then direwolves or giants."

"People thought the same about dragons. Until the dragons burnt them to the ground." Ser Damon Lannister said "I do not mean to cause insult. But do remember that giants are 12 feet large. That's 4 feet larger than the mountain. If Ser Gregor Clegane can do so much damage to an enemy morale then guess how much damage someone much larger than him will do. I for one don't wish to fight a giant on the battlefield. And he undoubtedly has more than a dozen of them."

"Ser Edmure Tully has been taken as well." Lord Roland Crakehall said "With him and Blackfish in Riverrun, the rest of the Lords in Riverrun will flock to him."

"Are you saying that after the Northern host, the Knights of the Vale and this Bolton army, we have to worry about an army of the Riverlands as well?" Ser Bettley asked.

"No." He replied "We've beaten the Riverlands too much. With all the chaos and the damage we've caused, the Riverland lords won't be able to create a large army. But still, it is the Hungry Beast that I'm worried about. He has an army of 8,000 and is in the perfect place to ambush us from behind."

"Should we sue for peace." Ser Bettley asked. With the defeat of the army led by Ser Devan, the North and Vale army outnumber us two to one "And the Baratheon brothers are there as well."

"Yes. Those traitors." Lord Tytos Brax said ���Showing their true colors before their brother's corpse even had the chance to cool."

"Why have not sued for peace already?" Lord Roland Crakehall "The only reason the Northerners are fighting us in the first place in because of Sansa Stark. Just give her to them and end the enmity with them."

"In case you're not heard." Ser Damon "The king hates his betrothed. I'm not sure if he'll even agree to returning her to the North."

"Why is that?" he asked, curious despite himself.

"Everyone knows this." Lord Tytos Brax said "Sansa Stark was betrothed to the Bolton boy before King Robert abruptly broke the betrothal with him and betrothed her to his own son Prince Joffrey. But even after the betrothal was broken, Sansa Stark continued to love the Bolton boy. With how aggressive the Bolton is being in this war, I suspect that he might have some feelings for the girl as well."

"We should sue for peace." Ser Bettley said "Our enemies outnumber us as it is. We cannot hope to fight on so many fronts."

"THUMP!!!" Lord Tywin slammed the desk with his hand and the table went silent.

Lord Tywin then turned in his chair and looked at all of them for a long moment before he put the paper down on the table.

"We'll sue for peace." Lord Tywin said in a slow voice but no one dared to disrupt him "Ser Damon."

"Yes my lord."

"You'll go to Kings Landing with 300 men and bring Sansa to us to be ransomed back to the Northerners for peace." Lord Tywin said "Also. Send my letter to Jamie. He's to be the temporary Hand until I get to Kings Landing. It is time for him to stop chasing after meaningless glory and grow up,"

"Yes my lord." Ser Damon said before Lord Tywin looked at all of them once again.

"You're all dismissed."