"Captain Dalton, why don't we just take the shit that isn't bolted down?" One of the Ironborn pirates asked with a frown, the others looking just as curious when their leader let out a bark of laughter.
"Ha! I like the way you think, Harrel, but there's no need for us to take anything now."
"What does that mean, captain?"
"It means that the tides are changing and the sons of the Drowned God shall soon enjoy the fruits of our labor."
"What labour?" Another one joke and Dalton laughed at the man's words as the rest of the group smirked.
"Does that mean we're moving forth with the plans, captain?"
"Indeed we are. Oh, look at this," he murmured, the group continuing to walk even as Gold Cloaks blocked off their path.
"Halt! In the name of the k-!" Shadow-like tendrils shot from the Gold Cloaks' own shadows and pierced through them, leaving the group impaled as Dalton kept on walking.
'Looks like preparing that ritual ahead of time was a good idea,' he thought to himself, ignoring the falling corpses as he and his crew made their way to their ship Red Moon.
It was a bit of a shame that he had to sacrifice every member of House Goodbrother of Orkmont, but their sacrifice was not in vain as he could now return back to his Seastone Chair.
'Still, this journey was a good discovery,' he thought, taking one final glance back at the Red Keep before turning forward once more.
After all, he as the chosen of the Drowned God got to meet the Chosen of the Old Gods.
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"That was quite the first meeting," I murmured, Helaena nodding in agreement as the two of us watched the party continue. With Dalton and Qoren having left early along with their entourage, the atmosphere had gotten more jovial as people were now drinking and dancing to their heart's desire.
"You would think this is a feast instead of a wedding," she whispered back and I smiled amusedly at her words before noticing the two people walking towards our table.
"Lord Corlys, Princess Rhaenys, how splendid it is to see that you two could attend," Viserys began with a smile, standing up as the couple bowed.
"I would not miss the wedding of my favourite niece for the world," Rhaenys replied, a warm smile on her face as she looked at me.
Beside her, Corlys stood proud and nodded in agreement. "It is a fine union, King Viserys. Perhaps, it may turn out to be one that bind the realm tighter than any fleet or crown."
"House Velaryon honours us with its praise," Helaena spoke up as I decided to stay silent, but it appears the world did not want me to as Corlys turned to me.
"I would also ask to apologize to Lord Torrhen," The man began, drawing the table's attention as he bowed his head ever-so-slightly. "It was in my home that you were harmed and as the man who promised you safety, I feel only shame for not being able to do so."
"The wolf cannot control the forest as much as the sea snake can control the tides," I began with a smile, standing up to walk around the table. "I could not harbour blame for you, my lord, simply because my blood was shed in your halls."
Corlys looked taken aback by my words for a moment, a smile on my face as I stopped in front of him and lifted my hand.
"Let us not allow shame to dwell where no fault lies, Lord Corlys."
"You are wiser than your age would suggest, Lord Torrhen," he spoke with a softer look in his eyes, grasping my hand and shaking it firmly.
"Indeed, he is," Rhaenys chimed in agreement with a soft chuckle. "You have quite the poetic tongue and the wits to match it. Helaena has found a good husband."
"He was the one who found me, aunt Rhaenys, I am ever grateful for it every day," Helaena spoke with a soft smile, to which I just chuckled before Daemon rose to his feet.
"With the pleasantries now done, it is time for the bedding!"
"What?" I asked, blinking as the ladies giggled while the lords eagerly walked forward.
'Wait, what? I thought royal families didn't do this stuff!' I thought to myself, but I then saw Viserys and Alicent sharing amused looks as Helaena got picked up while I was pulled towards the exit by the ladies.
'What kind of bullshit is this?!'
"To the bed! To the bed! Let the marriage be fed!" the ladies around me cheered as I felt my clothes being torn apart, looking forward only to be relieved when the lords kept Helaena's clothes intact.
I did not mind the shit being done to me as long as she was comfortable, though from her flushed face and the laughter she let out, she was enjoying this far more than I was.
It did not take us long to get to our new room, the lords gently placing Helaena on the bed while my dishevelled and half-naked self was left in front of her.
"Let the marriage be fed!" I heard the crowd continue their cheering as the door latched shut, staring at the door before turning my gaze back to Helaena.
"You enjoyed that way too much."
"You did not?" she asked, giggling as I just sighed before looking at her. The silence that filled the room was almost deafening as I stared at her, feeling the nerves settling in as she gave a soft smile.
I mean, I knew how to act suave and charming, but every trick I could use was now gone as the confidence was replaced by a nervous excitement.
"Oi! Did you two fall asleep?!"
"Lord Baratheon, allow me to admire the sight in front of me!"
"You can admire it better when you're closer!" the lord shouted back, the others outside cheering in agreement as I just turned to her with an exasperated grin.
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"Well, he does have a point," Torrhen murmured, Helaena letting out a giggle as she leaned back on her hands before tilting her head.
"He does, indeed," she whispered and his eyes widened as she slowly uncrossed her legs, giving him a flash of what laid between them.
Torrhen's eyes followed her hips as she walked closer, resting her hands against his chest while the scent of Arbor gold and her shampoo filled his nostrils.
"Does the wolf always look this frightened after a hunt?"
"Only when the prey looks as dangerous as you do," he replied, both hands firmly grabbing onto Helaena's backside and the cheers behind the door increased as she let out a soft moan.
She then giggled as her fingers slowly traced his jawline, a chuckle escaping his lips as his hands travelled up her back.
Unable to wait any longer, she leaned forward and kissed him, a groan escaping his lips as he felt her free hand grabbing my crotch. Grasping onto the back of her dress with both hands, Torrhen grinned as he tore it apart, Helaena's eyes widening with a gasp.
Letting the torn top of the dress fall to hang loosely against the lower half, Torrhen finally looked down to stare at her chest. Her nipples were stiff as he reached up, Helaena letting out a soft mewl when he grabbed one and began to play with it.
"Torrhen, please."
"They're sensitive," he spoke with a smile, hearing the lust in her voice as she tilted her head back. He could feel his own cock pressing against his undergarments as he pulled her closer, letting it press against the warmth of her pussy.
Tracing circles around her nipples, he couldn't help but enjoy her pleading stare, Helaena tilting her head to the side with a moan as he leaned down and kissed her neck.
"Please~"
"I know, my love, but I want to enjoy this," he whispered as he reached down with both hands, her legs wrapping around his waist and her arms around his neck as he picked her up.
Walking over to their bed as she kissed him, Torrhen lowered her slowly once he felt the bed's foot touch his legs. Pulling away from the kiss, he reached down and pulled the remains of her dress off.
Tossing it to the side, he admired the sight of Helaena looking up at him, red staining her cheeks as her nipples stood proudly and a wetness stained her pussy.
"Are you just going to stare?"
"With a goddess in front of me, it would be rude of me not to," he replied and she giggled before her eyes moved to his groin as he reached for his undergarments.
"Oh my," he heard her whisper as he pulled them off, his cock snapping out and standing proudly as he raised an eyebrow at her intense stare.
With a smile, he leaned down and over her, Helaena's legs wrapping around his waist and pulling him closer.
He raised an eyebrow at her only to be greeted with a sultry smile as she spoke, "We can enjoy ourselves later in the night. For now, I want you in me."
"Your wish is my command, princess," he whispered, one hand placed beside her waist as the other gripped his cock firmly.
He could feel the warmth of her pussy as he slowly rubbed the tip against it, enjoying her gasps as he nudged her a few times.
"Torrhennnn~!" she was about to whine before crying out as he pushed forward, Torrhen himself feeling intense pressure around the tip as she shuddered.
Waiting until she gave a slow nod, Helaena's moans mixed with Torrhen's groaned as he continued pushing. Her inner muscles fluttered and her body arched as he began to move.
Slow deep thrusts made her whimpers fill the room and the cheers outside faded to them both as Torrhen looked down to stare at her look of bliss.
Her hips rose to meet his as he slowly sped up, her nails digging into his back before he leaned down and kissed her.
'Gods, she's tight,' he thought as her inner muscles clenched around his cock, pulling away from the kiss and sucking on her neck.
Her hands rose to wrap around his neck and she bit down on his shoulder, trying to muffle her moans as his thrusts soon became frantic.
The bed shook as her fingers fisted his hair, Helaena letting out a cry as her climax was sudden. His eyes widened as he felt her clenching around him like a vice, Helaena's cry growing in volume when he bit down on her shoulder and came.
Helaena groaned in ecstasy when she felt a sudden warmth filling her insides, both of them slicked from sweat as her hips slowly gyrated to milk every last drop.
"Hahahaha! That's a Stark for ya!" Torrhen didn't care for his Uncle Bennard's words as he heard the footsteps going away, his gaze fixed on Helaena's as he slowly pulled away.
He was confused though as her legs tightened around him, blinking as she smiled and began to periodically clench and unclench.
"We have all night, remember?" she whispered, Torrhen feeling himself harden inside of her as he smiled.
"Indeed we do."
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A groan escaped my lips as sunlight spilled onto my eyes, the scent of rose oil and Arbor wine filling the air. Opening my eyes, I winced at the bright light before hearing a soft groan in front of me.
Finally noticing the cascading silver hair pooled in front of him, memories of last night flashed forward and a smile spread across his face as he pulled Helaena closer.
"Sleep," she groaned, making him chuckle as he leaned forward, kissing the back of her neck as she whined. Despite her whining, she didn't pull away as he pulled her against him, one hand playing softly with one nipple while the other rubbed against her inner thigh.
"Didn't you get enough?"
"I seem to remember one of us being far more eager than the other," I replied, smiling at her huff before turning to the door as a firm yet polite came from t.
"My Lord, Princess, Her Grace the Queen Rhaenyra requests your presence in the solar."
"Tell Father we'll be there in a few," Helaena replied though she blushed when I laughed at how hoarse her voice sounded.
"Don't you laugh."
"Why not? It's quite the ego boost to hear how you sound."
"Is that because of my screaming or you trying to see if you can choke me?" she asked as she sat up, a smile on my face as she stretched despite her naked state.
"My love?"
"Yes?"
"The hand of the wolf must stay away before we are late for our meeting," she replied, though she didn't remove my hand as it moved up to her lower back.
"Seven forbid a man simply wishes to appreciate the sight of his woman."
"Well, you can do that here or you can do that in the bath," his eyes widened at her words as she stood up, walking away towards the bathroom before he flew to his feet.
After all, there was a steaming bath and a gorgeous wife waiting for him.
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"Did you hear that they went until the hour of the Wolf?"
"For their first night? I suppose the blood of the Wolf is strong in him."
"I wouldn't put the Princess out of this. The servants say that they heard his moans of how skilled she is with her tongue."
"Oh, do tell~"
"It appears that we are quite popular," I whispered to Helaena, who smiled as the two of us passed the gossiping lords and ladies of the Red Keep.
"It appears we are, though I am more intrigued by the threads that bound us together," she murmured, staring at the scarlet red thread stretching from her chest that attached to the silver one coming from mine.
It was nothing more than a loyalty and communication thread, which bound the two of us together. When one felt a burst of emotions, the other would feel it and if one was in pain or was being unfaithful, the other would feel it too.
The final part, which is also the most important, is that it linked her to the runes of our room, meaning that she could turn them on and off as she pleased.
I still kept the journal of Bran the Builder and usage of the wand to myself given that I wanted to keep those as my own, but surprisingly she didn't care for either.
"The blood of the dragon needs neither words nor foci to be set free," were her exact words, but I didn't ponder on them much.
"You want to know what the runes do?"
"Will they protect us?" she asked and her smile widened as I nodded.
"They will."
"Then I do not need to know what they do," she replied, making me chuckle as I pulled her closer.
"There you are, princess, Lord Torrhen!" Arryk spoke with a grin as he turned the corner, Erryk right beside him as I narrowed my eyes at the duo.
"I have a word to pick with you two traitors."
"The bedding ceremony is an important tradition to our people. There was nothing we could do," Arryk said with a shrug, Erryk just laughing as I rolled my eyes.
"Now, now, beloved. Leave them be just this once."
"Unfortunately, there is nothing I can do against them, but be wary, Erryk and Arryk. The wolf will know when to strike."
"Sure. While you're busy planning your strike, something happened and your...expertise is required," Erryk replied and I raised an eyebrow as I saw the disturbed look flash in their eyes.
"What expertise exactly?"
"The expertise to explain the bodies that were found this morning."
"Shall we?" Helaena asked as she looked up at me and I smiled before nodding.
"We shall indeed. Erryk, Arryk, lead the way."
A/N: Slowly but surely I am joining the dark side that is amateur smut writing. Hopefully, this is somewhat okay.
Anyway, wedding is done, Dalton reveals some more things and we move onto the next phase.
Next chapter: Embers of War.
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