Chương 37: Chapter 37: A Prince and His Paramours
After four long days of riding, Daemon arrived at his camp, it was a couple of miles from a river, and they were definitely closer to Winterfell. He dismounted his horse and saw Yara and Theon approaching, Theon stopped on his heels when he saw Sansa appear behind him.
"Lady Sansa." He said awkwardly, Sansa gave him an equal awkward greeting.
"Lady Yara," Daemon said.
"My prince." She bowed slightly.
"How are my forces?" He began to walk, the pirate walked to his side.
"Everything is well, the men have already taken the supplies to the tunnels, we are just waiting for you." Yara reported.
"Boltons?"
She shook her head. "We have had a few intruders but we dealt with them."
"Good." He said. "Prepare the men, we leave the night after tomorrow." The prince told Grey Worm, the man nodded and left. "You are all dismissed."
Daemon turned to Sansa. "That's your tent," He pointed to the tent beside his. "Bath and clothes for you are on the way."
"Thank you, cousin." She said excusing herself walking to her tent.
"And you two…" He said passing his arms around both sisters and taking them to his tent.
An hour later, the prince was on his bed, Ty was reading a very large book about poisons and Nym, strangely enough, was patting Ghost, catching him by surprise, his cousin entered his tent. Her eyes widened at the sight of both sisters with short dresses on his bed.
"Pardon! I didn't know…" She stumbled on her words.
Daemon breathed. "It's fine, how can I help you?"
Sansa's face grew red as her hair then frowned. "Didn't tell me you are married?" Eying both women.
"Is that why you came here?" He cocked his head.
"Uh, no, never mind. You said you were going to take Winterfell in two days, how?" Her face morphed in curiosity.
The prince looked at her face, it didn't seem more than curiosity. "Feel free." He motioned to the bed, Sansa opened and closed her mouth and a second later made way to beside him a little embarrassed.
"Answering your first question, yes I am. And second, the crypts, it extended itself till some point on the woods, the three of us and the unsullied will take the castle by the inside."
"My father never said anything about tunnels under Winterfell." She said.
"Probably because he didn't know, it was Ghost that showed me." He pointed to the Direwolf.
Sansa hummed and her eyes went to the beast. "My father thought he was going to die, he was the smallest, the day left to Kingslanding he went missing… my sister Arya was so upset, she thought she could have two direwolves." A sad smile appeared on her face.
The prince moved closer and put his arm around her. "I'm sure your sister is probably fine."
"We were never close," She shrugged weakly. "She was always a wild girl while I was too busy being a lady." It had bitterness on her voice.
His hand rubbed her back. "You were children."
"Still…" She murmured. "It caught me by surprise when I heard about the Targaryens being back, it must have been hard to grow up in exile."
This time he shrugged. "It was fine, I've had my siblings, Dany, Arthur, Ash and these two cunts." He jested.
"Two cunts you like very much." Ty said cheekily raising a brow at Sansa. The Stark girl blinked in surprise at the woman's bluntness.
"You said you are married to Princess Daenerys, but these two…" She whispered to him.
"We can hear you." Nym smiled.
"And yes, he enjoys very much fucking both of us." Tyene gave Sansa a big grin.
Sansa looked scandalised.
"Ignore them," He rolled his eyes.
"Are they your wives? Aegon Targaryen had two wives." She asked.
Daemon mocked a shudder. "Gods forbid."
"No, we are not, he's not that lucky." Tyene said.
He chucked, even Sansa had a small smile on her face. "They're my paramours, and my longest friends."
The Stark nodded. "And your wife allows it…?"
"Yup. She has her lovers too." He told her.
"Oh." She frowned. "That's quite, uh, different."
"It's fun." He shrugged.
"You can join us tonight if you want." Ty wriggled her brows. Sansa gaped and went red.
"Oh yes, you would love the things Dae can do with his tongue." Nymeria widened her eyes teasing the girl.
Sansa's face was now matching her hair.
What can he do with his tongue? She thought embarrassedly.
"Don't listen to them." Daemon slapped Ty's feet, the prince wanted to fuck his cousin, how could he not want that? Sansa was breathtaking, even now after a bath and with her hair down.
"I would if I was you, we can have tons of fun together…" Tyene put the book to the side and moved close to her sister. "Right?"
Nymeria nodded, a smirk appearing on her lips. "Lots of fun, and pleasure." She turned her head to her sister teasing a kiss.
Sansa's eyes widened. "Bu- but you two are sisters!"
Both sisters stopped midway, they looked at Sansa. "Did you never have a little fun with your siblings?" Nym raised her brows.
Daemon observed his cousin's face go white… if was any possible. "No!" She exclaimed. "It's wrong, she-she's your sister."
The sand snakes frowned. "Do you think it's wrong sister?" Nym asked.
"No." Ty grinned, she moved forward capturing her sister's lips in a deep kiss, Sansa's face stood in shock, Daemon rolled his eyes watching both women moan and hum into the kiss, they were also making sure Sansa could see their tongues brushing wildly against each other.
After a few seconds, they parted with a last peck. Nym looked at Sansa. "Never did this to your sister?" She licked her lips.
"Stop you two." He intervened. "Sorry about them." Daemon apologized holding her arm, his cousin flinched in surprise.
"Uh, it's fine." Sansa stuttered. "I think I should get going," She stood up. "Thank you for the conversation, Daemon." Her cheeks were flushed as she desperately left the tent.
Two giggles came from behind him, he looked back at the Dornish women and shook his head. "You two are unbelievable… Ghost, go give her some company." He told the direwolf, but really he didn't want the beast in the tent while he fucked the sisters.
Ghost left, leaving him alone with his paramours, he stood up and closed the canvas, turning around, the prince saw both sisters look at him with lust in their eyes. Daemon took his long sleeved tunic and kicked his boots off, the tent wasn't cold, he followed Ty's adviced and filled the place with braziers, it was close to cause a fire? Yes, but at least they were warm.
Daemon got on the bed and crawled to them, the pair got on their knees and stood in front of him. Nym kissed him first, slow and deep, his arms went to each back holding tightly, he broke the kiss with Nym just to found her sister's lips a second later, Ty's kiss was full of hunger, he sucked her lip then moaned as Nymeria kissed his neck.
The prince's hands went to the straps of both dresses, he lowered them exposing both pair of breasts, he broke the kiss and pushed Ty to the bed, the woman laid and watched as he embraced her sister, his hands cupping her bum and squeezing it. Nymeria undid the laces of his trousers and lowered pulling his soft cock out, she looked down and stroked him.
He hummed as she jerked him off, she did for a few seconds before she pecked him and took her dress off, Nym laid beside her sister whose clothes were already gone, she spread her legs and smirked at him. Daemon hummed and undressed himself fully, he laid between Nym's legs and looked at the soft hair forming a triangle shape, he wetted his lips and gave her folds a lick, she let out a whimper while he groaned with her sweet taste.
He lapped his tongue on her folds again and again, Daemon swirled his tongue on her clit making her moan, her hands went to his hair holding tight. The prince sucked the nub gently then brushed his tongue on it. From the side, Tyene watched as her lover ate her sister's cunt, Dae's head moved like he was devouring Nym, his hums of pleasure were matching her sisters. Speaking of her sister, she was with her eyes shut and lips captured between her teeth, her small nipples hard and inviting.
Not being able to resist, Ty moved close to her sister and captured a nipple in her mouth. "Hmm." Nymeria hummed in pleasure.
The Sand Snake continued to moan and whimper as her sister and prince pleasured her, Ty was switching between her breasts, neck and lips, Daemon was eating her out, the prince sucked her pussy eagerly savoring her taste, his three fingers were inside her aiding his tongue on bring her more pleasure.
"I'm going to cum…" She mumbled. Hearing that, Daemon licked her clit fast, his fingers worked inside her making her eyes roll. "Oooh!" Nym exclaimed, her sister just had sucked her pulse making her cum, her back arched and her fingers digged on Dae's hair.
The prince hummed and pulled back his fingers sucking them, he looked up and saw Nymeria's face flushed, her eyes were close and her lips parted. He crossed eyes with Ty and his paramour grinned at him, Daemon rolled Nym to the side and pulled Ty by her leg making the woman giggle. He helped her to her knees and kissed her making her taste her sister's juices, Tyene hummed and sucked his tongue.
She let go and swallowed, the dornish pushed the prince gently to his back making him lay down, she got on top of him and held his throbbing cock, she rubbed his cockhead on her wet pussylips making both of them moan, finally lining his tip with her entrance she sank down slowly.
Daemon held her hips and let her ride him, Ty rotated her hips earning a sigh from him, he watched as the girl used his cock for her pleasure, doing that, it made him even more aroused. Tyene rode him for five minutes before she came, he went for more five till he spilled all his seed inside her. By the end, the three of them were extremely satisfied.
A day passed since he entered the tunnels with two thousand men, they had rested for the past hours, their position was an excellent one, he was just a few meters close to the Crypts. "This is so creepy." Nymeria murmured as they passed the statues.
He had to agree with that.
Daemon raised his torch and turned at the corner following Ghost. "That's a lot of dead people… I mean it's a crypt but wow." Ty exclaimed earning a grin from him.
The prince watched as the statues passed and frowned, he stopped. He recognised the place from his dream. "We are close, very close. Get ready." He ordered the men.
For a while they walked till Daemon started to become a little anxious, his breath was heavy and his hands closed tightly. Soon enough it finally came, he stopped in front of the stoned woman, he blinked and kept staring at its face, it didn't have much of features, just enough to show it was a woman, his hand slowly traveled to the face. His eyes closed and an odd warmth spread through his body.
I will kill all of them, muña.
He opened his eyes and breathed, Nym and Ty were waiting for him with their weapons in hand. He pulled back his hand and unsheathed his sword, turning around he began to march towards the gate with the Sand snakes on each side of him. They passed through the unsullied who was waiting just a few meters from the gate, Ghost was sitting staring intensely at it.
It seems that the night is at its deepest.
Daemon walked slowly to the iron gate and pushed, it was open and it made a creeking noise, breathing he commanded. "Attack."
The unsullied moved quickly, they were divided in two lines, each one went to a side, one to the left in direction of the North Gate and the other going right to the Guards Hall, Sansa had provided them the right information. He, with his two lovers and Ghost went right, he saw Grey Worm thrown his spear in a guard killing the man, another guard shouted behind them, but he was quickly silenced.
They stopped in front of the door of the Guard Hall, he nodded at the men and the unsullied kicked the door, they barged in startling the men inside, they didn't gave war cries, just invaded silently killing the four soldiers close. Daemon pushed one door open and entered, he saw a soldier jumping from a bed and falling to the floor, he waved his sword killing him, his head turned when he heard a grunt, Ty was with her dagger pierced on another man's neck, Nym was pulling her spear from a dead body on the floor.
The prince heard a bell ringing and men started to shout. "Well, there it goes our surprise." He said walking from the building, he looked back to North Gate and saw a Bolton soldier fall from the tower, another three fell from it as the unsullied began take the walls.
"With me!" He yelled in high Valyrian and ran to the stairs, Dae dodged the sword that was aimed to his head pulling the man by the arm and tossing him down the staircase where he met a spear. The prince arrived at the catwalks and stopped when he saw five Bolton soldiers waiting with their swords in hand, the sand snakes sided with him and shrugged, with a battle cry, he attacked, it was amusing the soldiers faces when they saw the wave on unsullied behind them.
Hours later, Daemon walked into the bloodied courtyard, he looked back at the castle, the moon was still shining brightly behind it. "That's a big fuckin' castle." He murmured. Dae felt a tug on his breeches and looked down, a soldier missing a leg was staring up at him, the prince moved his leg back and stepped hard on his head earning a thud noise.
"I sent a scout, the rest of the army will arrive by midday." Nym said walking up to him, like he, she was also covered in blood.
He nodded and watched as Ty walked to their direction with Grey Worm by her side. "Where's Ghost?" He asked.
"I think I saw him in the kennels." She said frowning.
Two men were dropped on their knees in front on them, one was probably in his forties' and the other a lot young than the man, but no older than himself. "My prince, Roose Bolton and his bastard, Ramsey." Tyene announced walking to his side.
Roose groaned and raised his head. "Who are you?"
Daemon felt a presence approaching, he didn't respond and let the direwolf sit beside him, Ghost's fur was red with blood.
The lord blinked and looked at Daemon in confusion. "I'm Daemon Targaryen. Son of Rhaegar Targaryen, son of Lyanna Stark" He smiled.
"Oh, a bastard like me, then." Ramsey smiled at him.
Daemon just frowned at him.
"Is this all your forces?" He asked Roose.
It was quite easy to take the Winterfell, of course they had the unsullied who were a superior army but still it was easy, if he had to guess it barely had five hundred men at the Stark seat.
Ramsey scoffed. "A dumb bastard you are, thinking my father would just tell you about our army."
"You just told us, idiot." Ty shook her head.
Roose shot Ramsey a look making his son frown.
"What are you going to do with us?" The oldest Bolton asked in defeat.
Daemon shrugged. "Don't know yet. Take them to the dungeons." He ordered, looking back to the castle nodded for both women follow him. He could sense Lyx hovering above and being drawn by the blood. Feeling tired from the battle and the events from the last days, the prince decided they would rest till the rest of his army arrive .
When the rest of his army arrived, he was sleeping, actually the three of them were, in the past fortnight they barely had any time to truly rest and all. The prince made way to the war room with Grey Worm and the Sand Snakes, he frowned in surprise when he saw Sansa with Brienne there. "I see that you made your decision." He eyed the woman.
Sansa nodded. "Brienne and I talked, she was speaking the truth, cousin. She's trustworthy, you have my word."
Daemon looked at the tall woman and raised his eyebrow. "Very well," He walked to the table and rested his hands on it, he could see the pieces of his army around Winterfell and other ones from different houses above each castle. "I have a task for you," he told Sansa, she frowned a little and nodded. "You will send a raven to all the Houses from the North, they have to come to Winterfell to bend the knee to Aegon Targaryen."
His cousin eyed him for a moment then spoke. "I don't think they would like this very much… the North went through a lot in the last decades. And with no offense cousin, they would be very displeased in bending the knee to a Targaryen."
The prince stared at her, till she grew uncomfortable. "I couldn't care less Sansa, I thank you for your advice, but they will come here and bend the willingly or I can send these two," He pointed with his thumbs to the sisters. "And they will bring them here and they will bend the knee."
Sansa blinked and Brienne gave her a sided look. "I-I will write the letter, my prince."
He smiled at her. "Now, I want the men in alert, Roose supporters will come, probably. And Stannis army too, especially after what I did." Daemon said to Grey Worm.
"What happened to Stannis?" Brienne asked.
His brows raised. "I had him killed." He gave them a toothless grin.
Surprised, Sansa said. "How? It doesn't make sense, if you killed Stannis you faced his army, which army would come for you?" His cousin questioned.
"Well, my beautiful cousin," He said gaining a little blush from her. "I met Stannis at Deepwood motte, we talked and talked, and then… I poisoned him." Daemon shrugged.
Both women looked at him at shock. "Why?" Sansa stuttered.
"Hmm, he didn't like me, and I didn't liked him, I asked him to bend the knee, he threatened me and then I poisoned him. A very short story." He told her. She didn't say anything.
"Oh, and I almost forgot, I will leave for the wall in a couple of days, in the time I be away, these two are in command." He waved to Nym and Ty, again, Sansa frowned but remained silent.
"To see Aemon Targaryen?" Nymeria asked.
Daemon breathed and sat on the table. "Aye, if Stannis was telling the truth he is in his last days, he must be a hundred years old or more. I want to meet him." He said earning nods. "This is all, Sansa, walk with me."
Daemon made way to the door and opened, his cousin followed him, he offered his arm and intertwined her arm with his and held his arm with the other. He frowned when Brienne began to follow them.
"She is my sworn sword." Sansa explained.
"You're in a castle surrounded by unsullied, a Direwolf and a dragon. You don't need her following you around all the time." He stared at his cousin, Sansa bit her lip and nodded slowly.
"I will be with my cousin, Lady Brienne… you can rest." Sansa dismissed the woman. Brienne eyed him then gave the Stark girl a small bow.
"My lady." She said and left.
Daemon began to walk. "You didn't like that I left them in charge." He pointed with his head to their back, Nym and Ty were talking and following them with a small distance.
Sansa breathed. "Winterfell is yours, cousin. You were the one who fought it and took it back, I respect your decision."
The prince let a hum. "You know, my sister Rhaenys hates when someone is 'masked' around her, she enjoys when people speak their mind to her. I'm a little the same, so please Sansa, tell me what you truly think about my decision."
The redhead eyed him with the corner of her eyes and swallowed, their turned on the hall making their way to a catwalk that gave them the view of the courtyard. "I… I felt disrespected, Daemon, I'm a northerner and a Stark-"
"And we are dornish bastards." Nymeria mocked from behind them.
Dae shot Nym a look and she shot him another, he shook his head and brought his attention back to Sansa.
"It's… it's not that." Sansa stuttered.
Daemon observed her. "Does they make you uncomfortable?" He asked.
"Uhm, no, of course not. It's just, they have to hear everything we say? It's odd, they're all the time stuck to your hip." She whispered, not wanting them to hear.
The prince smirked, they arrived at the balcony and Dae stopped looking down seeing his unsullied training. "You can trust them,"
"I barely know them…" She mumbled.
"You barely know me."
Sansa breathed. "But it's different, you are my cousin."
He sighed. "Sansa, neither of us are naive, you don't trust me, we know each other for what? A fortnight? You can trust me in a certain level, but not fully yet. But I tell you this, you can trust me, and you can trust them," He nodded at the sisters. "I know both Ty and Nym since I was I child, we played together, and we went to battle together. I trust them with my life."
Sansa bit her lower lip and nodded. "Ok."
"There's still the household of the castle, could you help me with them?" He asked.
"Of course." She smiled.
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