Standing at his window looking out towards the sea of tents below him Rhaegar stood with his hands behind his back, the only other person in the room was Arthur who stood ever-vigilant to protect his Prince against any who might harm him. Rhaegar and Elia did not sleep in the same room anymore, not since Rhaenys birth, though this did not concern Rhaegar as long as it was kept out of public knowledge.
Rhaegar stood there as he ran through recent events in his mind and where he should go from here, but unfortunately they were overshadowed, they were overshadowed by thoughts of one person that he could not get out of his mind since the previous night.
"It's her Arthur, it has to be her," Rhaegar said aloud to his friend who stood by the door stoically. Rhaegar turned around and walked towards his friend, he had a slightly manic expression on his face with red cheeks "She is the Ice to my Fire Arthur I am sure of it!" He said nearly shouting the words, Rhaegar was acting rather out of character for himself, the quite polite and well-mannered man was gone and the new one stood before Arthur.
"You agree don't you, you saw her last night, it can only be her, the perfect Stark girl to help me fulfil to prophecy!" Rhaegar said as he continued to spout while Arthur stood there silently.
"I want her... no I need her, this whole world could be doomed if I don't get her," he said to himself as he paced around the room.
"Arthur, what do you think?" He asked his Kingsguard who still stood there silently.
"I believe what you do My Prince," Arthur simply said before returning to silence.
Rhaegar sighed as he walked up to his friend, he gave him a sad look as he grasped both his shoulders with his hands "You broke such a long time ago I find myself forgetting," he said in a regretful tone, though Arthur just stood there with a blank stare on his face.
"I'm sorry I had to do it my friend, but after Rhaenys birth you seemed to lose faith in our cause and I can't afford to lose you, especially since Daemon won't be around much longer," Rhaegar said in a sad tone before he stretched his arms around Arthur and hugged the man.
"I promise you that the world I build will be worth the sacrifices we've made," Rhaegar whispered.
Rhaegar let go of his friend before walking back to the window and looking out, his mind now devising a scheme to get Lyanna Stark to be his and his alone, but first, he would have to get rid of an obstacle in his way.
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Lysa knocked on the door to Daemon's quarters, it was early in the morning which was why she had come if Lyanna stayed here any longer then her family would start asking around for her. Not hearing any reply she knocked again only this time a bit louder, and yet she was still met with silence, she sighed before releasing her aura from her body and placing her hand at the crack of the door.
While Lysa was the weakest among the trio where she excelled was aura control, she could control her aura to such an extent that it may have been considered an ability all on its own. She slipped her Aura through the crack of the door before lifting the latch and letting the door open. As soon as she walked in she was hit with the stench of sex, something that she liked more than she would care to admit, she found herself growing wet between the legs at the pungent smell. The feeling only intensified when she saw both Daemon and Lyanna on the bed fully naked with Lyanna draped over him, she closed the door behind herself and locked the door again before making her way over to the bed.
Lysa unlaced the back of her dress and let it fall to the floor before climbing on the bed between Daemon's legs, she let her hands trace Lyanna's thighs and weirdly got a tingling sensation at touching her soft but muscular legs. Lysa leaned down between Daemon's legs before she started placing kisses on his thighs, she continued this until she reached his manhood which hung flaccid over his large balls. She placed a kiss on the top before taking it in her hands and sliding it into her mouth, she felt herself recoil a bit as her tongue touched the head of his penis, she could taste the remnants of Daemon and Lyanna's coupling and while she thought this was wrong she slipped his cock further into her mouth.
With a red-tinted face, she sucked on his cock harder, she peeled back his foreskin with her hand before twirling her tongue around the head of his cock. Lysa heard Daemon groan slightly though he hadn't opened his eyes yet, she continued bobbing her head up and down on his cock, it started to harden in her mouth and soon she felt it reaching towards the backend of her throat. The more she sucked on him, the wetter she got and the more she rubbed her legs together.
...
Daemon awoke to a warm and wet sensation around his groin, as he opened his eyes he was met with the pale slender body of Lysa as she rocked back and forth on his cock as it went in and out of her body. Daemon looked up at Lysa who had a beautiful blush on her face with a wet sheen that only made her look prettier, she had her hands placed on his chest as she moved slowly "I'm sorry my love... I could not wait any longer," she said before moaning again and having an intense orgasm around his cock.
Daemon groaned as his hands traced up the sides of her slender body, she felt incredibly tight, and as he looked down he could see the blood mixing with her nectar as it splashed out onto his groin "Lysa..." he whispered out as he started meeting her thrusts with his own. Lysa was extremely sensitive, even kissing Daemon brought her to the edge and she had orgasmed three times since she mounted Daemon as well as once when he shot his seed down her throat.
"Oooooooh!" Lysa moaned loudly as she burst again flooding Daemon's cock with her fluids. At this point her moans had managed to stir Lyanna awake, the northern girl opened her eyes to see Lysa riding Daemon's cock while moaning "Gods you're loud..." she said with a tired expression as she rubbed her eyes. As Lyanna's vision cleared she finally saw Lysa clearly and felt quite self-conscious, the pale skin and healthy blush on her face combined with the slight sweat she had truly made Lysa look beautiful, it made Lyanna wonder what Daemon even wanted with a girl like her who's more interested in fighting than making herself look pretty.
However she was drawn from her thoughts when Daemon pull her close to him and started sucking on her breasts, she yelped when he grabbed her as he did it a little too quickly but quickly started moaning as she cupped his face and started laying kisses on the top of his head. Lysa who had gotten used to Daemon's size started to go a bit faster, though she realised she couldn't, as soon as she tried to she found her toes clenching and her fingernails scratching Daemon's chest as she had another intense orgasm.
She collapsed forward onto Daemon's chest as she breathed heavily, Daemon who wasn't far behind grabbed her by the hips and started bouncing her up and down on his cock at a fast pace. Lysa started moaning even louder but she was quickly silenced by Lyanna who put her hand around her mouth allowing her to moan as loudly as she wanted. Daemon kept thrusting inside her until eventually the pleasure became too much and he spilt himself inside her, Lysa had another orgasm as Daemon's seed managed to touch all of her sensitive spots inside of her.
For a while, they just lay there until Lysa lifted her head giving Daemon a tired smile "I should've done this sooner." She said as she looked at Daemon with a loving expression.
"I hate to interrupt your moment but I want my turn," Lyanna said as she got up on her knees and pushed Lysa off much to the auburn-haired girl's amusement. She quickly mounted Daemon who was still hard sighing in pleasure and relief as she felt him slide inside her.
What followed till mid-morning was a passionate session of lovemaking that would've drained a normal man, but Daemon was anything but normal and had no issue pleasing his soon-to-be wives.
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Daemon stretched as he got out of bed leaving both Lyanna and Lysa under the blanket, he went to his balcony looking out from the high tower where his room was situated 'Today is going to be a good day,' he thought to himself with a smile.
*Knock*
*Knock*
Daemon turned as he heard someone knocking on the door, lucky Lysa had locked it after she came in so they didn't just let themselves in. Throwing on some breeches he stepped over to the door before unlocking it and opening it, though he only opened it slightly as he didn't want whoever was at the door to see Lyanna and Lysa who were still recovering in his bed.
"My Lord I have come to bring you a summons from the King, he wishes for you to join him for breakfast," The servant said with a quick bow. Daemon nodded to the man before closing the door and finally letting out a large sigh, the King was exhausting to deal with. At times Daemon questioned whether this was all worth it and whether he should just run away with his lovers and make a life in Essos, he could finally find his sister as well.
Serra had been a large source of guilt for Daemon over the years, he wished he could've gone and looked for her but he didn't know where she was, she could've been constantly moving or even dead. To dedicate so much time to finding her when he had much he needed to achieve here was not possible and so he had to wait, this decision haunted him on more nights than less.
Putting on some appropriate clothes Daemon got ready, though before he left he woke both of the girls up so they could get dressed too, he then quickly unlocked the door and left for the King's chambers. He smiled and nodded at the servants that he came across earning a few blushes from the younger women and even a few of the older ones, eventually he rounded a corner and approached the King's chambers that were guarded by both Ser Gerold Hightower and Ser Barristan Selmy.
He smiled at both men as he approached "He's expecting you lad." Barristan said with a grim expression before opening the door and allowing Daemon to walk in.
As Daemon walked in he saw the King pacing around his room muttering to himself "Is this a bad time your grace?" Daemon asked.
The King whipped his head around and a manic smile made its way onto his face "Ah Daemon! My Lord Silver has finally come to me!" He said with apparent excitement as he approached the table that was filled with food gesturing for Daemon to take a seat. Daemon obliged and took a seat next to the King before he began to eat the food that was in front of him "Daemon I had a dream last night, the Knight from yesterday is an enemy I'm sure of it, in my dream he stood above me with his sword held high as he laughed at me, he laughed at me as he carved me up and tore me limb from limb!" He said manically as he gripped the edge of the table.
"Your Grace perhaps it was just a dream, the Knight wouldn't get passed your Kingsguard and even if such an event occurred there is no one in Westeros stronger than you," Daemon lied.
The King considered his words as he started muttering to himself once more "Yes... yes, I am the strongest, but who knows what dark magic this Knight might have access to, he will have to die." The King stated.
Forcing down his nervousness Daemon continued eating "Perhaps that may not be so wise your grace, the mystery knight is quite popular among the people, if you execute him for no reason then they may sour." Daemon said trying to reason.
The King started to bite his thumb as he considered the situation, he didn't much care about the opinions of the small folk but he didn't underestimate their power, after all, it was the small folk who let the Kingswood Brotherhood into the Red Keep after all "Then I shall kill him after he is unhorsed, but it shall be done silently, can you do this for me My Lord Silver" he asks as he places a hand on Daemons forearm.
"Of course your grace I am but a humble servant," Daemon said with a small bow of his head.
"You are much more than that, you are the only man I can trust these days, in a sea of snakes and scorpions," The King said as he clenched his fists.
"You raised me from nothing your grace, I owe you all that I am now," Daemon assured him.
"All these lords with their false smiles and honeyed words, sometimes I consider turning them all to ash." The King growled out as he held up his fork between his fingers melting it with his aura. The molten metallic substance dripped onto the table where it immediately hardened.
"The Lords are of no consequence your grace, they know you could wipe them out in a moment so they won't plot against you," Daemon reasoned, he felt less nervous as he saw the anger and rage in Aerys eyes lessen before he finally started eating his food.
"You are right, even if they did choose war they would not be able to stand against me, especially with Lord Silver at my back," King Aerys said as he clapped Daemon on the shoulder.
"Yes, your Grace...."
(AN: Rhaegar what are you doing my boy. Also lysa has been impregnated, great success. Anyway sorry for the late updates, I like writing but posting is kinda long.)
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