House of the wolf

I thought it was a fluke but it seems I don´t really have a problem with killing people I would love for the reason to be something interesting like being a latent psychopath or the blood of the wolf influencing my thoughts but my mind does not feel cloudy so I know this is part of my natural thinking process.

 

Maybe it's part of some kind of autism to be able to shut off my empathy for certain situations. Another thing for me to keep in check. I sigh as I clean the blood off my blade. 

 

“You fought well… for a lad your age” I turn to see Jorah standing behind me 

 

“Oh, you approve Jorah Mormont don´t you think what I did would be seen as dishonorable?”

 

“Don´t call me that… I disgraced that name and forfeited my right to it just Jorah is fine ” I look at him for a while then nod my head.

 

“You expected me to lose?” 

 

“I have seen you train and although I dislike you I won´t underestimate you I just did not expect you to fight without honor having made your name from tourneys that was a surprise, not what your father would have done”

 

“You don´t know what Father would have done, honor only goes so far” 

 

“True enough”

 

“You say you disgraced your name your father is lord commander of the Night´s Watch is he honorable and a good leader?”

 

 “Why do you ask?” 

 

“My brother joined the Night´s Watch before I arrived in King´s Landing guess I want to know what kind of commander is guiding him” 

 

“...He is strong and resolute for the Night´s Watch there could be no better leader.” his expression was unreadable as he said this but his feelings hold no sway, for me, I´m just glad to hear that Jon is in good company.

 

“Was there anything else Jorah the Andal?” 

 

“What are your intentions with the Queen?” I smile at the question, there it is.

 

“Intentions? I thought we already went over this. You even agreed that it was unlikely that I came here to do her harm” 

 

“Unlikely but not impossible, you said your brother became King in the North so a rightful ruler of the Iron Throne would throw a wrench in the wishes of your brother” 

 

I scoff “Not impossible you say and when did your opinion of change was it before or after my cock pierced her womb?” I say and walk up to him standing face to face me being a head taller but his body is as stocky as they come.

 

“Don´t think your intentions go unnoticed “queensguard” Your pining is pathetic. If you were capable, your son would be too old for her! And don´t speak to me about honor ever again Jorah the Slaver” And do the mandatory bump on his shoulder as I walk past.

 

  

I decide to climb up the mast to where Damon is keeping a lookout “My lord?”

 

“Damon, how many days until we reach Pentos?” 

 

“About a week my lord” 

 

“When we reach Pentos our journey home will begin, any word from York and the others?” 

 

“York woke up about a month ago my lord, I just got their letter” 

 

“Good news, send a letter back for them to take as much gold as they need and buy themselves full sets of armor from the best blacksmith in Pentos spare no expense. It doesn´t have to be pretty but the make of the armor must bear the wolf insignia.  

“My lord this too much we are just guard-”

 

“Yes you are my guards and we will be going on a dangerous journey so you must prepare yourselves” He bows his head as I climb back down and go back to the captain´s quarters where Dany stays 

 

When I enter I get a barrage of questions “I heard you got into a fight? did you get hurt? Where is the wound? Where is it? Show me!”

 

Slightly miffed at this intense reaction and her fast movements as I just left her limping barely able to move hours ago, so I let her strip my clothes off to check my body for wounds. After she goes through it all with laser focus even going as far as to lift up my dick to see from every angle if there are any wounds.

 

“No wounds Dany as you see I´m all good, rather I thought you´d be mad at me for killing one of your me” 

 

“Hmph the fool challenged you, good riddance those types want nothing but to rape, murder, and steel” 

 

“Is that so, in any case, Dany you should sit down and let your body rest and recover”

 

“I don´t need rest I am the dragon whatever you throw at me I can take” Before she can go on a monologue I kiss her and say. 

 

“Yes, yes you are the dragon” 

 

“So how about a piping hot bath you could help shave this scraggly beard off for me”

 

“I can´t do that I´ll cut you I´ve never held a blade” I smile at her and call for Irri to draw us both a bath.

 

“It will be fine how much damage can you even do?”