For some reason, the Stark boy's direwolf wouldn't stop following him around. It made it worse, that the wolf belonged to the boy he'd pushed out the window. All for love.
So why in the Seven Hells was it following after him like a lovestruck puppy?
He cursed, and aimed a kick at the beast. It dodged it quickly enough, an d continued to follow him. He couldn't get a moment's peace with it around. Especially not since they were on a ship, known as the Black Pearl.
When evening came, he was sitting in the galley and eating. Then, an idea came to mind as he looked at the wooden cup holding his rum.
A smirk on his face, he went to the kitchens and snapped out an order for a barrel of rum and a bowl. Pouring some of the rum into the bowl, he watched with a smirk as the direwolf drank. It wouldn't be long now.
After some time, the wolf eventually passed out, and Jaime had one of the pirates take the wolf to the brig, and chain it up.
He'd pay the pirates, and their captain(some man called Jack Sparrow) for their troubles.