Jon looked at the spectacle that was his wife's bare bottom, the night before he made sure to properly thank her relatives for the invitation.
Rhaenys looked at him with a smile, naked on the bed like a goddess of beauty and lust incarnate.
Jon approached her, in a few days, Daenerys would arrive, Robb would do so at night.
His brother had helped him without realizing it, Robb's victory drove Pentos and Bravos away from his shores, the boy was able to meet his in-laws, and introduce his son.
' Look at what they gave him, Jon, poor boy,' he thought.
Robb Stark was escorted by his men to Valyria.
His gaze swept over his wife, in a few days he would take Daenerys as his wife too, Rhaenys was already used to the idea of sharing him, in fact, she was the one who came up with the idea, but even so, Jon preferred her.
He had greatly enjoyed his encounters with his betrothed, even when they conquered Astapor again, and rescued her dragon, the queen was more than accommodating in showing her gratitude.
The sex was great, but still, Jon admitted to himself that he preferred Rhaenys's round ass, of course, he wouldn't say it openly, but she was simply his first love, his real love, as much as he loved and desired Daenerys he doubted he would ever feel the same way about her as he felt about Rhaenys.
He told her this as soon as they talked about the engagement and the queen of Meeren did not seem uncomfortable or upset.
Jon took his wife's arms and pulled her close to him, she wrapped herself around him like a snake, he was truly grateful.
Jon licked his lips as he squeezed her ass savagely, the girl laughed at his desperation.
"What's wrong? Didn't you enjoy the queen of dragons on your trip? Did you miss me? " she teased him.
"You have no idea" he whispered.
She kissed him.
"Weren't you satisfied? Couldn't you have taken me with you? Couldn't I have helped Danny? " his wife teased him again.
Jon raised an eyebrow.
"Interesting, but no. I wouldn't risk losing you, not to mention that the king or queen of Valyria must be in the city," he said.
The girl raised an eyebrow, Valyria was full of the king's summons, they didn't really need to be there and they both knew it. The summons were truly loyal.
"Just that? Wouldn't you be interested in Danny and me at the same time?" she asked him again, her Dornish blood showing.
"We'll have plenty of time to experiment," he promised.
Rhaenys raised an eyebrow.
"What if I refuse?" she provoked.
Jon grabbed her by force and placed himself on top of her, holding her wrists with one hand, and taking her chin with the other.
Rhaenys was neither shocked nor surprised, in fact, she had a smile on her face.
"I am your lord and your king, you cannot refuse," he said.
She raised an eyebrow.
"Oh no? That wasn't in the contract" she said.
Jon smiled.
"Well, I guess you're rebellious, don't worry, my love... You just need some discipline" He whispered in her ear.
The queen laughed out loud, and with her legs, she wrapped her arms around the boy's waist, and with a strong movement, the roles changed, she was on top now.
"Come on, discipline me," she teased, moving her waist up and down as she sat on his waist.
Jon held back a gasp as he felt a part of his anatomy rapidly awaken, he looked at his wife with wild desire.
"As you wish" he finished and took her again and put her under him.
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Robb continued to marvel at the towers of Valyria.
"How did you make the towers?" he whispered.
The Martells and Rhaenys were having lunch, the girl was planning to prepare for the wedding, something she seemed to like, with the help of Tyene and Nymeria.
The princes of Dorne and their knights roamed the cities of Valyira and had permission to enter wherever they wanted, because they were relatives of the queen.
Talisa stayed with her family for a few days, but she would come to meet Jon, either because he was the king of Volantis or to introduce herself and his nephew whom Jon was eager to meet.
"I didn't make them, Valyrian magic restored them. How could you get your wife pregnant in the middle of a war?" he asked.
"Well, the act is the same, whether in war or not," Robb explained with a smile.
Jon smiled amusedly.
"Theon?" he asked.
Jon never cared for the Ironborn, but he was close friends with Robb.
He shook his head.
"I rescued his sister and he disappeared," he said.
They heard footsteps and saw a man arrive, he was in dark clothes, Jon wondered where he came from.
Everything was fast.
The man approached them.
Jon frowned.
A normal person didn't approach the king without introducing himself.
"Is something wrong?" Robb asked and looked at who came.
The man approached looking down.
"I'm so sorry" he whispered.
Robb blinked and watched in horror as the man pulled out a knife, but Jon grabbed his wrist before he could hit him.
Robb drew his sword and ran him through.
He came to the white room, and went to the computer, he got to level 25 with 3 skill points, and then left the room.
He looked at Jon who was examining the man, some soldiers came and took him.
"Who was it?" Robb asked.
"I don't know, he looked like a hitman, how did he get into the city?" Jon muttered.
"He said sorry before he attacked, I've heard of a guild of assassins in Qarth who say that before killing their victims, the sorry men," said Robb.
Jon looked at him and then at the body they were carrying away.
"I won't let anyone new in without thoroughly vetting them," he said.
"Yes, it's the best... now that you're getting married, won't many people come?" he asked.
The king sighed.
"We'll need to do a thorough examination, Qarth, right?" Jon asked.
[T/N: I feel like Qarth is being scheduled for conquering.]
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Bran was preparing his things on the ship, he was ready to go to Storms End, he turned to see his brother talking to some young soldiers. The conversation with his father was still in his head.
But the boy was determined, he wouldn't say anything to Jon. Not because he didn't deserve it, but because he deserved to be happy.
His father was right.
Jon was his brother.
He shook the thoughts out of his head and focused on his little brother.
Rickon had reached level 17 with 4 skill points.
Bran felt a little jealous at how quickly his little brother was leveling up, but he denied those thoughts, he wanted to think of something happier, and the image of his wife appeared in his mind, Meera visited him at night, and he was able to properly say goodbye to his wife.
The boy watched a woman approach, she was beautiful, Bran assumed she was the daughter of some soldier and saw how she noticed him.
Bran smiled at her and focused on what he was doing.
The woman approached him.
"Thank you for taking care of my father, my lord," she said, approaching him.
"What? Oh, he's a soldier, I'll do my best" he promised her.
She bowed in greeting and Bran did the same, it only took a second, he didn't quite understand how but he saw a piece of metal with his eyes and immediately moved away.
The woman had taken out a dagger and tried to stab him, but he evaded her.
She jumped at him.
"Bran!" Rickon exclaimed.
Bran was unarmed so he simply activated his electric skin.
The blade stuck in his shoulder and sent an electric shock through the woman. She roared, something fell from her face, and she jumped from the boat into the water.
"My lord" he heard.
"Bran, are you okay?" Rickon asked.
The boy nodded.
Just a stab wound, nothing that would kill him.
He looked at the ground and there was something strange.
"What is that? A face?" he asked confused.
"A man without a face" a soldier whispered.
' Woman,' thought Bran.
"Rickon, go tell father, he'll want to know this," said the boy.
His brother nodded.
[T/N: jeez how tired and horny must I be that I read brothel instead of brother.]
Bran rose into the air and began searching for the woman.
His shoulder ached from the wound, but there didn't seem to be any kind of poison in it. At least he didn't feel bad, just sore from the wound.
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Arya watched Rickon arrive at full speed.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"An assassin tried to kill Bran, they said he was a faceless man," he said.
She looked at him curiously.
She didn't hear about it, but they would inform their father.
[T/N: Ah, now Arya isn't even experienced with the faceless anymore.]
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Ned was walking through the place when he heard an explosion.
"What was that?" he muttered and ran to the place, a room had exploded, there was still fire in it and a woman was lying on the floor.
Ned picked her up and patted her.
"My lord, Lord Edmure and Lord Brynden were in the room," she said.
Ned opened his eyes in surprise, went into the room, and saw the corpses of his brother-in-law, along with his wife and son and the black fish, they were all burned, undoubtedly an explosive.
"No" he whispered.
Suddenly he felt a pain in his stomach, a knife pierced him from behind.
He turned to see the woman holding it emotionlessly.
"Who are you?" Ned gasped.
She removed her face revealing a Bravosi-looking man.
"The god of many faces, gives you his gift" he whispered.
"I don't think so" He suddenly heard.
He watched as Arya appeared and struck down the assassin.
"Rickon help dad!" she said.
Arya lunged at the faceless man.
"Who sent you?" she asked.
The faceless man said nothing and took out a knife.
Arya raised her hand.
"Life absorption," she said.
The man fell to the ground but Arya saw that he didn't make a sound of pain.
"Mind control" she whispered.
"Who sent you?" she asked.
He didn't say anything to her, which surprised the girl.
"Mind Dominate" she whispered frustrated.
The faceless man fell to the ground, his eyes were red and saliva came out of his mouth, he died.
"What the hell?" she whispered.
Arya arrived at the white room and left immediately, she had reached level 27 with 2 skill points.
"He had a poison blade between his teeth, expert assassins use that to keep from talking" She heard and turned to see Aegon arriving.
[T/N: I guess that's the old-school version of the fake tooth.]
"Sansa?" Arya asked.
"Healing your father, he's out of danger" Aegon reassured her.
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Bran saw her on the shore and flew down.
"Flying is advantageous," said the girl.
Bran saw her, she didn't seem to be from Westeros.
"Who sent you?" he asked.
She shrugged.
"The many-faced god gives a name, we give him the gift," she said.
Bran looked at her emotionlessly.
"I see," he said.
She pulled a knife out of her pocket.
But the boy raised his hand.
"Tornado" he whispered.
The girl felt herself being thrown upwards, and Bran watched as she was lifted about thirty feet before landing headfirst.
[T/N: JESUS!]
He arrived at the white room, and went to the computer.
{Name: Brandon Stark
Title: Greenseer
Skill Points: 6
Level: 17 (0/4400)
Health: 850/850
Mana: 2550/2550
Attributes: Low
Skills:
Olympic magic level: 5
Atlantic magic Level: 1
Do you want to spend five skill points and get the second upgrade for the level 5 Olympian magic skill?
Yes/No}
He pressed yes.
{Olympic magic Level: 5
Cost: 200 mana per spell
Elemental Tornado, you create a random elemental tornado.
Upgrade 1: If the element is ice, the tornado not only damages but freezes enemies.
Upgrade 2: If the element is electric, it not only damages but also paralyzes enemies.}
Bran left the room.
He looked at her for a second before turning around and walking back.
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Daenerys woke up with a yawn, her back feeling cold, as if she was sleeping on the floor. Last night was her wedding.
Rhaenys herself had escorted her to Jon.
Danny appreciated that, not only was it a show of affection, but also what better way for her people to see that the queen accepted her as her husband's second wife than with an example.
"Very clever, my niece, I guess she's my sister now" she whispered.
She looked around and noticed she was in a white room, she blinked, this was not the King of Valyria's room, it was not the King's bed, but Jon was sleeping next to her. As naked as she was.
She moved her husband a little, he opened his eyes and looked around.
"Again?" he asked.
"It's the white room, isn't it?" she asked excitedly.
The boy nodded.
He let out a yawn and stood up.
Daenerys accompanied him to the computer.
Jon pressed on the computer and some words appeared.
{Congratulations, you have gained a title!
Name: Jon Snow
Title: King of Valyria/ King of Volantis/ King of the Dragons
Skill Points: 3
Level: 56 (30000/170000)
Health: 5600/5600
Mana: 5550/5550
Attributes: High
Skills: 2
Swordsmanship Level: 7
Summoning Magic Level: 8}
The boy raised an eyebrow at the title, he wondered if it was because he gained the dragon cities by marrying Daenerys or simply as a reward for marrying the last two Targaryens, he assumed it was because of the cities.
He turned to her and gave her a couple of instructions, the girl began to touch the console with her hands.
{Welcome player.
Due to your marriage to player Jon Snow, You gained access to the game, and are now a player, you will have different, but equally useful, skills.
Press next to go to the selection of options.
NEXT/BACK}
The woman pressed next.
{Options:
Frequently Asked Questions/FAQ
Character menu
Equipment
Go out}
She pressed on character menu.
{Name: Daenerys Targaryen
Title: None
Skills: 1
Level: 1 (0/20)
Health: 30/30
Mana: 60/60
Attributes: Low
Skills: None}
Daenerys pressed skills.
{You have selected the Beast Master skill.
Do you want to spend a skill point and gain the Beast Master skill at level 1?
Yes/No}
Danny pressed yes.
{Beast Master Level: 1
Passive Skill
Does not spend mana
Empathy: Animals help you.}
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