Capítulo 142: Thoughts Before Dawn

"What else is there to do here..."

Muttering to myself had become a pastime as I remained 'alone' inside of Dawnstar, my trusty Thrall galavanting about Skyrim currently with enough lust in herself to put a prostitute to shame with how often I received notifications of her being fucked, and I didn't miss the few that told me Erandur had bedded her.

That would make things interesting, but otherwise, seeing that Rayya was in the process of being gang banged by some guards over in Morthal, it would seem she was getting the pieces of the Razor rather quickly and without too much difficulty, to the point that I was curious to see who would finish first, me or her.

Would she get an entire Daedric Artifact before I could revitalize this entire city?

It was a fun way to motivate myself, and unsurprisingly being inside of the same city for so long with such a low population meant I was getting bored of the potential partners, which was why I was currently standing on the ramparts by myself before dawn.

Brina was the most refreshing of all my available partners, while Madena was fun simply because she was so devoted to conceiving as many children as she could with me, to the point that she was pregnant with quadruplets thanks to the potions she was brewing for herself.

Meanwhile, every other fertile woman in the Hold was with my child at the moment, and the best part was some were so drunk when they conceived that I don't think they know they were pregnant, so there was that too...

But still, it was all the same pussy, all the same dick, so I was kinda bored of sex for the moment, which meant I was focusing more on getting this place turned into an impenetrable fortress as much as I could manage, which...

Was a good bit, if I do say so myself; I extended the walls about ten feet beneath the surface using Earth Magic - just formed thick walls of rock beneath the ground to do so - whilst also creating walls inside the water, making it harder to enter the area by boat.

They were marked for the locals to understand, and the wall was walkable by people so long as they understood how to walk on the walls, meaning there were ways to guide new ships into the port without any issue, but that was still a work in progress as well.

Then the fields were coming along nicely, with some of them even already having the beginnings of the crops sprouting from their surfaces, namely the wheat and rye as well as some of the potatoes.

That splash of green in the white and brow of the north was almost foreign to these people, so it wasn't uncommon to see the citizens gawking at those sprouts whenever they had time to do so, which was often.

Then there was the mines, which were still as profitable as ever, and those ores had been refined into ingots that were being forged into weapons and armor to refurbish the guard, as well as being forged into better tools to allow us to mine more ore for more things; there was just so much ore down there ready for the taking, and that also meant an uptick in gemstones as well.

So everything was just looking up for this once desolate and useless city up in the north, and knowing that once I establish some sort of relation with Whiterun in the center of Skyrim I would have the entire middle of the country beneath my control was absolutely thrilling.

Being Thane in all three Holds would make me a rather powerful woman in more ways than one, and having close ties to three separate Jarls meant that going forwards, I could influence some pretty important decisions going forwards.

For instance, ensuring that Whiterun remained neutral and that Balgruuf remained in charge, since the people loved him and he was truly a good voice of reason... compared to everyone else, anyways.

"Fuck... That means I gotta talk to that prick Tullius soon... hopefully he's as reliable and 'good' as the lore makes him out to be. Competent would be the bare minimum... and I wonder if Ulfric is going to be as interesting as his lore..? I did get to meet him already, and..."

I shivered slightly as I recalled the noble Nord man, his compact frame doing little to lessen the feeling of raw power that rolled off of his every action, whilst the sheer confidence was so damn attractive...

Would he mind having a Redguard cockslut warming his bed, I wonder?

I certainly wouldn't mind letting him use me like a rag for a night before passing me off to that rugged Galmar, who likely fucked just as roughly as he looked...

Maybe I could let the Nord soldiers run a train on my 'inferior' pussy for a couple of days?

Let the men and futanari fuck a Redguard slut until their balls were empty as a proper reward for their efforts...

On that same vein, was Rikka any sexier as a real woman now?

Would the Legate let me tap her Milf ass as reward for my efforts, perhaps?

From what Brina said, it seemed that sex was really common in the Legion, so maybe Rikka was eligible as a reward for any outstanding soldiers?

That would be worth something...

Letting out a sigh, I stood up and made my way back into the city, waking up Brina and getting to work right away as I filled the Jarl up with my cum, my thinking over for the day; now I was going to focus on doing things, and the first thing on my list was Brina.