Chapitre 58: The She-Bear and The Dragon
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Ned
"Come in." He called out as the door opened; his wife sat near him; she seemed anxious, but Ned couldn't blame her as his nephew walked inside, followed by Prince Oberyn Martell and Ser Arthur Dayne. Ned could see the way Ser Arthur eyed them like a hawk; he seemed ready to use his sword, as he always was. Ned sometimes thanked the old gods he hadn't fought against them that day in front of the tower. Ned didn't know how that fight would have went, but he was confident that it wouldn't have ended well.
"Lord Stark, you wanted to speak with us," Oberyn said with a welcoming smile; Ned nodded as his wife shifted uncomfortably on her seat; he couldn't blame her; she had almost fainted when he told her that Jon Sand was Prince Jaehaerys Targaryen, the Rightful Heir of the Throne.
' "Ned, what about our children? King Robert will have all their heads on spikes." Catelyn had almost shouted, her face red from stress as she walked around the room aimlessly.
"Catelyn, I promised my sister I would make my nephew king if he wanted to pursue the Iron Throne, and you know I never break my word." Ned reminded her. It had taken an hour for Ned to explain everything that happened in the Rebellion, and after telling her everything, Catelyn was almost losing her mind at this point.
Upon hearing his words, she stopped walking and sat down on a nearby chair, her hands gripping her knees, her face still red as she took deep breaths to calm herself.
"Ned, you always told me that you despise War. Am I supposed to wait for you again? What if you don't return this time, and this time Robb will have to fight too? What if he dies in the War? What if-" She stopped mid-sentence, her eyes welling up with tears as she covered her mouth with her hand as tears spilled from her eyes. "I can't go through that again, Ned. I don't want to be alone again." Catelyn said as she let out a sob, remembering when she first received the news of Brandon's death.
Upon hearing that Brandon had gone to King's Landing and had been put in the black cells by the King, Lord Rickard had departed, promising that he would return with his son home. After he left, Catelyn prayed daily to the Seven for their safe return, but two weeks after Lord Stark's departure, Catelyn decided to pray to the Old Gods for the first time.
She knew Brandon followed the old gods, so she read a few books on how to pray and went to the Weirwood Tree of Riverrun to pray. The next day, the raven arrived, informing them of Brandon and Rickard Stark's deaths.
Catelyn had broken down crying, but she wasn't allowed to mourn; soon, her father told her that she would marry Eddard Stark, the younger brother of Brandon, so House Stark would have the army of House Tully. Catelyn had done her duty to her house and had married Ned without any protest, and why would she protest, it is not like her father would change his mind; she would marry, whether she liked it or not. It would happen.
Catelyn remembered the first time she looked at Ned. She had expected a younger version of Brandon, just as handsome, but while Ned wasn't bad-looking, he was nowhere near Brandon. But again, she had done her duty; she had laid with Ned, and they had consummated their marriage; the very next day, Ned had left to fight in the War alongside Robert Baratheon.
After his return, Catelyn presented his son, Robb Stark, to him. Eventually, over the years, she fell in love with his personality, and Ned became the man she loved. When The Greyjoy Rebellion happened, Ned had told her that if he didn't return, Robb would rule Winterfell with her and Maester Luwin's help until he came of age. But the Old Gods had listened this time; Ned returned home safe.
But now, she was supposed to wait again; she didn't want that; she wanted her family home, not to fight a war they could lose. A war they could ignore. But deep down, she knew Ned wouldn't listen to her and that it was his duty to his family.
She escaped her thoughts when she felt his arms around her; his lips touched the crown of her head, her arms moved around his form, her ears listening to his heartbeat. "I will return to Winterfell. It's my home. I have nowhere else I want to be." Ned promised before kissing her lips.'
After that discussion, Catelyn requested a meeting with the Prince, saying she wanted to have a discussion with him, which was easy since Ned, too, wanted to have a discussion with him.
Now, Ned looked at his nephew; he looked like a Stark, except for his purple eyes; they were from his father. Ned wondered how Lyanna would feel right now, how she would feel at the sight of her little boy.
"Nephew, since you came here. We never really had a face-to-face discussion. It's good to meet you." Ned said with a genuine smile; his nephew smiled warmly before shaking his head.
"This is my Lady Wife, Catelyn Tully Stark." Ned introduced her as Jae grasped and kissed her hand to greet her.
"It's a honor to meet you, your grace." Catelyn said with courtesy.
"How has your life been in Sunspear, Nephew?" Ned questioned as his nephew sat down while Oberyn poured himself a cup of wine.
"It's my home, Uncle. Sunspear will always feel like one; I know everyone there, and it is a beautiful place. I think you should visit it someday." Jae suggested, earning a smile from Oberyn, who remembered Lord Stark's first and only time in Sunspear fourteen years ago.
"I might, nephew, but I'm not really used to the deserts. I'm happy to hear that your life there is a good one." Ned said with a sigh of relief; there were many other things he wanted to discuss, like who he would marry. He knew his nephew and Princess Arianne had a thing, but Ned felt like a better wife would be Princess Daenerys, but he decided to discuss that later when Catelyn wasn't around.
The Prince then went on to talk about his life in Sunspear and his little journey in Highgarden; he boasted about how he had killed the Mountain, which was quite a feat to achieve. And then, there was his friendship with Alyanne and Arya, apparently.
"Arya said that she was having secret training from the best swordsman in Westeros." Catelyn teased with a smile; his nephew chuckled in amusement.
"I'm not the best, my Lady, as long as this one here is still sucking air." Jae japed while pointing at Arthur, who rolled his eyes; Oberyn chuckled in amusement.
"Thank you for spending time with my daughter. She was always a big fan of swordfighting." Catelyn said sincerely with a bow of her head.
"She's like all my sisters, My Lady. Arya is a joy to have around, she is like a younger version of my sister, Nymeria." Jae said with a genuine smile.
"Your grace. My husband told me last night that you want to take back the Iron Throne." Catelyn suddenly said Ned saw the cold looks he got from Prince Oberyn and Arthur, but Jae didn't seem as bothered; if anything, he smiled as if an idea was already brewing in his head.
"Did he?" He questioned, his eyes flickering at Lord Stark before returning to Lady Catelyn.
"Were you raised with your siblings, my Lady?"
"Yes, your grace."
"When I was young, I once dreamed of my brother and sister. The Mountain butchered them, and the King laughed at the sight of their bodies. The King did not Justice that day." Jae said with a look of rage and sadness in his eyes. Ned shuddered, remembering it quite well as if it had happened yesterday, but it was Catelyn who gulped at the words she had just heard. She had heard rumors but always thought they were exaggerated; she had thought of asking Ned but had decided otherwise, knowing it wouldn't be a topic he would like to discuss.
"But this is not just revenge, my lady; I know he won't show mercy to anyone who is a traitor; my Uncle is part of my family. I will need to protect him if the truth ever comes, and something like this cannot remain hidden forever. And the main reason Robert is a great warrior but a terrible King is he has run the Realm dry." His nephew stopped mid-sentence, letting the information sink in. Ned wasn't sure if he wanted to hear the number; he knew from Oberyn's rare letters that the Realm was in debt, but he hoped that Jon Arryn was able to refrain from Robert's worst impulses.
"How much?" Catelyn questioned, her voice shaking a little.
"Six Million Gold Coins." Ned was aghast. When he met Robert during the Greyjoy Rebellion, he had noticed the extra weight he had added, and he had talked with Jon about how it felt to be Hand of the King and everything else. Jon had warned him that Robert was spending too much gold on tourneys and feasts. Ned had warned Robert, telling him he should spend less money, but his words had fallen on deaf ears.
"Six Million?" Catelyn gasped. She had tried to help Ned as much as possible when it came to coins, and she knew Six Million Gold Coins was way too much.
"Was the Treasury empty, Ned? When Robert took over the Kingdom?" Catelyn asked, turning to face her husband; even if it was empty, it wasn't an excuse, but still, it would make a little more sense. Ned closed his eyes in disappointment before shaking his head.
"No. The Treasury had three million gold dragon coins, not counting the amount of coins that they take every month from Taxes." Ned answered with a clenched jaw; he felt the need to travel all the way to King's Landing just to slap Robert in the face; perhaps that would help.
"I'm not seeking out the Iron Throne just for revenge, but for the good of the Realm. Not only that, but-" Jae went on and explained that the Royal Children looked nothing like the King, how the King's bastard children all had dark hair, and then mentioned how there was a rumor in King's Landing that Queen Cersei's children were all bastards she had with her cousin, and Uncle.
Upon hearing the last bit, Ned felt dizzy. "Gods be Good." He murmured under his breath before standing up.
"I'm sorry. I need to be alone in God's Wood right now." Ned apologized, leaving his own Solar before they could even reply.
Jaehaerys prepared to leave himself when Lady Stark spoke. "Your grace, my family rebelled against yours during the Rebellion. What will happen to them?" She questioned fearfully, her voice cracking with fear.
"My father has been sick for two months now; My brother says that he is slowly dying. My brother-" "Lady Stark, if House Tully supports me during the Rebellion, then I will ensure that your House will keep its place, but you will have to pay a fee and 30% more taxes for the next ten years after I retake the Iron Throne." Jae spoke firmly; he no longer sounded like a young boy but like a King.
Catelyn knew the amount of gold coins they would have to give was too much, but she quickly remembered what would happen if Robert won. She shuddered; her children and Ned, hanging crows, had gathered to eat their flesh; Catelyn would never let that happen.
"House Tully fully supports you, your grace. I will make sure, Edmure will support you. I can't promise anything for The Vale, but my sister Lysa is married to Jon Arryn, she might help." Catelyn said a little doubtfully at the end. Her brother, while he wasn't always the sharpest tool in the shop, at least he knew to listen and was willing to learn.
Lysa, on the other hand. Catelyn shuddered; her sister was sometimes normal and often not so much; Cat quickly remembered her Uncle's letters, many mentioning Lysa and her son, Robin.
'The Boy is three name days, and she's still breastfeeding him.' Catelyn had almost vomited when she had read that for the first time. She didn't know what her sister was trying to do, and that letter was two years ago. She hoped Lysa had stopped breastfeeding him and was trying to raise him properly.
"No words to anyone yet, Lady Stark. I will send a raven when the time comes." The Prince commanded; Catelyn nodded right away, feeling a little relieved, as the Prince left the Solar, followed by Prince Oberyn and Ser Arthur Dayne.
Now that she was alone, Catelyn slumped down on her seat; she wondered what she should do now; perhaps she could spend time with Sansa, but she quickly remembered that she had yet to talk with Lady Alyanna.
Catelyn couldn't find it in her heart to blame the girl for what happened during the Rebellion. It was outside of anyone's control. So, with that in mind, she decided to have a conversation with her.
Jaehaerys
After his talk with his Uncle, Jae sparred with Lady Dacey in the Training Yard; well, they flirted more than they actually fought, and soon enough, they found themselves at his chambers.
Dacey engulfed Jae in a tight embrace, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. As their bodies connected, she passionately pressed her lips against his.
Before he could hug her, Dacey broke the passionate kiss they were sharing, leaving Jae slightly bewildered. Dacey slowly descended to her knees right before him. His heart raced as she deftly undid his belt, swiftly moving to effortlessly remove his pants.
"Wow," she murmured, staring at his cock as it grew hard in her hand. "I could tell you were hiding something big, but I didn't know you were hiding a monster."
She extended her tongue. She sensually brushed it against the sensitive tip of his erect member, causing Jae to emit a deep, guttural moan of desire. Her tongue effortlessly swirled around the delicate head. Continuing her arousing exploration, she fervently glided her tongue along the entirety of his pulsating shaft, lavishing attention upon him from the very tip to the base.
Dacey's lips gently parted. Her lips encircled the sensitive tip of his erect member. Her hungry mouth enveloped his cockhead, delicately suckling.
As her gaze met his, her hands moved in a synchronized rhythm, providing an alternating grip that brought him immeasurable pleasure.
Dacey happily sucked his cock, her tongue licking every inch, Jae felt in heaven as she pleasured him, his sight found her great ass, bigger than Arianne's ass. He wanted to sink his hands on her ass cheeks, as Dacey sucked his cock, it felt good, and she loved the taste, but more than that, she loved to play little games.
Jae reached a breaking point. However, just as he was about to find release, Dacey's quick actions surprised him as she abruptly withdrew his member from her mouth. Jae's frustration grew, causing him to let out a deep, audible groan of disappointment and irritation.
"Dacey," Jae groaned loudly as a wave of frustration washed over him. The sudden halt in pleasure left Jae feeling both annoyed and disappointed, his breath heavy with frustration.
Dacey met his groan with a mischievous wink, playfully batting her eyelashes at him.
"Not yet, Jae," Dacey playfully teased, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she savored his exquisite torment; she stood up and stepped back. She seductively lowered her dress, revealing her luscious, perfectly sculpted, beautiful ass.
Dacey sat on the bed and winked at Jae, who had remained on the spot; she curled her finger at him, wanting him to come to her. She purposefully positioned herself on her back, extending her legs to reveal her dripping cunt. He sat on the bed and crawled towards her, his face coming within inches of her thighs.
"Make me cum, Jae, if you do. I might let you cum." Dacey instructed seductively, but at the same time, it sounded like a command.
As he pressed a tender kiss to the side of her knee, his lips trailed a path of warmth up her thigh, sending shivers of delight coursing through her body.
When he reached her upper thigh, his warm, wet tongue gently grazed against her skin, eliciting an immediate response from her body. A surge of pleasure coursed through her veins as she felt the cool droplets of arousal that had trickled down her inner thigh being collected by his touch. "Ohhhh." The sensation sent shivers of pleasure up her spine, causing her to let out a passionate moan instinctively.
He eagerly set to work himself, delving into the depths of her folds. She felt an overwhelming sense of pleasure rushing through her. However, as much as she enjoyed the experience, she craved something more. "More."
His purple eyes, were visible just above her intimate her arousal glistened on his flushed face. With each skilled movement of his tongue, he pressed further into her delicate folds, eliciting a symphony of moans from her. She gently tightened her grip on his head, guiding him upwards.
"Higher," she ordered, her voice trembling with desperation. As his tongue delicately danced over her sensitive core and the intense vacuum of his mouth created a tantalizing suction, a wave of pleasure surged through her body.
"Oh yes! Oh fuck yes! Ooooh FUCK!" Her voice erupted as she cascaded into bliss, her impassioned cries echoing through the room. She tightly clamped her thighs around his head, propelling her pleasure further as she convulsed and writhed against his skilled mouth.
"I think you enjoyed that?" Jae asked almost smugly, his eyes sparkling as he savored the last drops of her luscious juices. Dacey couldn't help but meet his gaze with a dreamy look, her heart racing with admiration.
She pressed her lips against his with a fervent hunger, stealing his breath away as her tongue explored his mouth, dancing with his and teasing every corner. The kiss was deep and full of passion, leaving them both breathless.
Dacey's body moved sensuously against his, and a smirk curled on her lips as she gripped his throbbing erection confidently. Her hand moved skillfully up and down, stroking him with a practiced rhythm that made his breath hitch.
After savoring his taste with a few slow, deliberate smacks of her lips, she returned to him, lowering her mouth to his erection. She traced a tender path from the tip of his shaft all the way down to its base, her lips and tongue caressing his sensitive skin. Every gentle, affectionate touch from her mouth sent shivers of pleasure coursing through his body, causing his length to swell eagerly in her hand.
She lowered her head further, taking more of him into her mouth with each bob, eliciting a low groan from Jae.
"Ohh, Dacey!" he moaned, and her smirk widened in satisfaction at the sound of his pleasure.
She took him deeper and deeper, determined to accommodate every inch of his length within the depths of her throat. As her lips met the base of his shaft and his testicles brushed against her chin, the surge of pleasure was palpable for both of them.
From her position, she gazed up at him, her eyes meeting his with a teasing, mesmerizing intensity.
Dacey slowly pulled back up along his shaft, her lips never fully leaving him, allowing only the sensitive tip to remain within the heat of her mouth. Teasing him for a moment, she then resumed her rhythm, descending once more, her head moving faster and faster. Her tongue worked in perfect harmony with the tightness of her throat, drawing out Jae's moans of pleasure.
Saliva overflowed from her mouth, trailing down her chin and leaving it glistening.
Jae could feel the pressure building, the intense pleasure making his body tremble. He was on the verge of release, praying silently that this time she would let him cum. But just as the edge of pleasure approached, Dacey suddenly withdrew her mouth from his throbbing member, leaving him hanging in desperate anticipation.
"Dacey!" Jae's voice filled the room, desperate and trembling, his need and discomfort clear in every strained note. It felt as though his swollen testicles were about to burst from the building pressure. Dacey's lips curved into a satisfied smile as she reveled in his vulnerability, the sight of him pleading only fueling her enjoyment.
"Do you want to cum?"
"Yes!" Jae exclaimed, the strain evident in his heavy breathing and the weakness he felt in his knees. Dacey turned playfully behind her, revealing her stunning ass. She confidently slapped her own perfectly shaped ass, causing it to bounce and jiggle enticingly.
"I have seen the way you look at my ass, Jae. How about you show it some love," Dacey instructed seductively, positioning herself on all fours; Dacey presented her ass up in the air.
His fingers grasped the inviting flesh, his caress sending a shiver of delight down her spine. His fingertips sank into her flesh.
He slowly leaned his face forward, bridging the gap between them, and bestowed a small, teasing lick across her velvety ass cheek. Dacey's arousal became evident as a passionate moan escaped her lips.
Jae continued his sensual exploration, his kisses, licks, and gentle bites caressing her ass cheeks with a delicate fervor. As her hands tightly gripped the bed sheets, and Dacey's moans grew more fervent.
"Jae, Ohhhh. YESSS!" Dacey whispered breathlessly. As Jae continued to lavish attention on her exquisite ass, a mischievous smile danced across Dacey's lips. Jae cupped her supple ass cheeks, his hands unable to contain their voluptuousness. He gently pulled them apart, revealing the enticing sight of Dacey's glistening, eager cunt. Jae wasted no time, skillfully exploring her velvety folds with the tip of his tongue, delving deeper into her cunt. Dacey involuntarily pressed her buttocks closer against his face.
Dacey let out a euphoric scream of "Ohhh, Yesssss!" Her body quivered uncontrollably as she reached her second intense orgasm, her orgasmic juices pouring forth onto Jae's face. A blissful smile graced Jae's lips as he eagerly indulged in the delectable nectar, relishing the taste.
Dacey's breaths came in short, heavy gasps as she shifted her gaze to the bed where Jae lay, his pulsating manhood standing tall and firm like a solid rock. She wrapped her delicate hand around his throbbing member, expertly stroking him with a firm yet tender touch. The sensation drove Jae wild with desire, and as Dacey sensed his desperate longing, she paused briefly to wet her succulent lips before diving down upon him, taking him fully into her warm mouth.
"Cum!" Dacey commanded Jae. With an eruption of pleasure, his voice nearly reaching a scream, Jae succumbed to the climax that had been building within him. Wave after wave of his essence surged forth from his throbbing member, vigorously erupting from the tip and cascading relentlessly toward Dacey's waiting throat. Dacey eagerly indulged in every drop, relishing the taste of Jae's essence.
Yet, this time was different for Jae. As the ecstasy washed over him, he found himself unable to halt.
So incredibly tasty and satisfying! Dacey's mind was filled with sheer delight as she skillfully continued pleasuring him with her mouth, ensuring not a single drop of his cum went to waste. The exquisite flavor overwhelmed her senses, bringing her immense pleasure that she couldn't resist. Taking her time to savor the taste, Dacey gently withdrew his now-spent member from her warm and welcoming mouth, eagerly cleaning every inch of it with the flick of her tongue. She shifted her gaze towards Jae, who lay on the bed, his face adorned with a contented smile.
Dacey couldn't help but let out a playful giggle, her eyes gleaming mischievously.
"That was fun."
"Yes,"
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