House of the wolf

I wake up with Dany lying on top of me tracing the scar on my chest feeling I´m still inside her, she faces me when she notices I´m awake “You did not answer my question yesterday, why did you want to see me? Surely not come all this way just to bed me”

“...I came to meet Viserys Targaryen at first, the rightful heir to the Iron throne. Who might one day return to Westeros to claim his birthright to see what kind of person he was. You know I used to think who sat on the Iron Throne did not really matter. what the king does never affected me in my life, as far I was concerned my Father the lord of Winterfell was king and the Iron Throne was just something that seemed too far away to affect us but life has shown that it does matter. It matters a lot! So when I heard a rightful heir to the throne was here I had too meet that person and see if it was an ally that can be counted on or enemy to be feared. But If I had known how beautiful you were then, maybe I would not have come here with such pure intentions.”

She scoffs at that “And what do think? Am I an enemy?”

“Would you give up the North? If not would you restore the Nights Watch?”

She looked at me offended about to respond but I cut her off “Don´t answer it will be years from now when those questions are even relevant to you, rather what will you do for now will you sail for Pentos?”

She looks at me for a while then shakes her head “Jorah does not trust Illyrio and neither do I, he says I should go to Istapor and purchase slaves the unsullied Arstan advised against it saying it would be a stain on the honor of my house to arrive at Westeros with a slave army. You said your Father tried to have Jorah executed for selling slaves what do you. An honorable Stark think about it?” She says with a bit of heat in her tone maybe not buying our reputation as saints who can do no wrong but I decide to ignore it and let her live in her delusions.

I take a gold coin on the table by the bed and start fiddling with it “When I arrived here in Essos I could not help but notice the gold and silver collars some people had to wear no doubt people who were sold and who sold themselves into slavery forced to toil for other´s gains or entertainment in this land there is no worth no gods master other than this” As I show her the gold coin and sigh to myself even in this world of myths and magic the IRS rules supreme.

“It is not gold collars or evil masters that truly enslave but this coin spread around the world in different shapes and sizes like a collar around the world and all those who bow to its will are slaves of their master like the people of Essos. Most of them don´t even know it” 

“And the people in Westeros are they any different?” She asks in contemplation

“Hardly” I scoff 

“Still in the North things like promises, pledges, and oaths still seem to carry any weight but even there you have people who will bow to comfort and greed. Still, I believe the beauty in the North is most people don´t have much, they work hard for every meal and fight to keep what they own, but even so, if you offered them all the money in the world and the promise of death if they refused only a handful of the lords and smallfolk would betray each other for such reasons. Not out of the goodness of their hearts but such actions are beneath them financial gains alone are not enough to make them bow”

“That is the world I know, here people do what they must whatever advantage to get ahead they take it is ingrained in them. I have no idea how I would navigate your circumstances so the only advice I can give you is don´t ever forget that this is god in Essos” And give her the coin and roll over so I´m on top of her and start thrusting back and forth my seed from last night that was kept inside of her acting as lubrication. 

“You-mh don´t think-ngh that I already know that! Mmph I was sold as property by my own brother!” She snaps at me as while I´m thrusting I just kiss instead of responding and play with her nipples making her approach climax. Seeing the state of her arouses me to no end but while my need is aching I can tell she can´t take much more and hear the door open.

Her two handmaidens Irri and Jhiqui walk into the room to tell their Khaeasi that her followers await her decision Jorah and the others waiting for her in the port. They don´t seem particularly shocked or abashed to walk in on people having sex and thinking about what I heard about the Dothraki customs I understand and slowly exit out of Dany my seed leaking out of her who is pretty out of it and ask them “Only one of you is needed to bathe her right?” and they look at each other when Jhiqui the busty one pushes her friend to Dany “Get the Khaleesi out of here Irri! I will hold this barbarian back!” her friend looks at her betrayed but carries Dany out of the room.