Wylis was speechless for a moment. Her abrupt, blunt response knocked all the melancholy out of him. And yet again, he was reminded why he was attracted to this woman. Not just a beauty, but also a great companion. A woman who could make him laugh and hard at the same time.
Lyanna grinned at his reaction and leaned closer to him while seated on that bench. As Wylis was kneeling, she grabbed his face with both her slender hands and locked eyes with him. "Wylis—As long as you promise to never betray my trust. To never leave me. To never break my heart, I'll be yours as long as winter kisses the North."
Wylis set his large hands on her lithe waist and leaned even closer, resting his forehead against hers. "In that case, I'd say, you're stuck with me as is snow to the Land of Always Winter."
Lyanna giggled and leaned in for a kiss.
There was nothing rushed or eager in it, only warmth. Her mouth pressed gently to his, tasting his breath, savoring the feel of being wrapped up in him again. His sheer size was still a sinful addiction; kissing him always felt like surrendering. She deepened the kiss just a little, and when her lips opened, his followed.
His hands slid around her waist, pulling her closer. The kiss didn't turn messy, but it grew heavier, hotter. Their lips moved in sync, then parted, tongues meeting in slow, warm strokes that left her trembling. His mouth engulfed hers like it always did, possessive and drowning.
She could feel her breath melt away, her eyes fluttering shut without realizing it. Her arms looped up and around his neck, her body pulled flush to his chest, her face burning from the closeness.
Gods, how she missed this. Being kissed like she was his, utterly and completely.
After what felt like hours, Lyanna and Wylis broke from the kiss. They smiled at each other's faces, drinking in the heated view. Without exchanging words, both of them knew they genuinely felt for each other.
"Since we've got the Weirwood tree here, might as well get Qyburn to officiate," Wylis said, and moved to scoop one arm under both her legs and the other behind her back. With ease, he lifted her in a princess carry.
"Ah!" Lyanna yelped. "I can walk."
"I know."
She weighed nothing to him, and honestly, he wanted to do it and feel her closer to his chest. He wanted to hold Lyanna near as long as he could before heading out for the Rebellion. He carried her all the way to the ruined castle and found Qyburn there. The old man was busy rocking baby Magnus in his arms.
There, Wylis sent Lyanna to change her clothes. Although the Kingsguards had kidnapped her, they had also provided her with all she needed. As for Wylis, he didn't have anything fitting his size. He had two pairs of tunics and two pairs of breeches. Over them, he usually wore light armor.
That day, he wore a clean pair of tunic and breeches and walked back to the lake. There, in front of the Weirwood tree, he and Lyanna stood side by side, while Qyburn was nearby. Unlike Southern marriages, Northern marriages didn't require a priest. Qyburn was just there to initiate the ceremonial conversation.
Lyanna had a cloak attached to her back, and another one was prepared beforehand in Wylis' possession.
"Before the Heart Tree, Ser Wylis Kaiser of the newly formed House Kaiser weds Lyanna Stark of House Stark. Lady Lyanna, do you take this man as your husband?" Qyburn voiced, also holding the baby in his arms at the same time.
"I take this man."
That was it. Northern ceremonies were short. Only Lyanna had to make the agreement, as the marriage was already believed to be initiated by the groom. So, once she agreed, Wylis and Lyanna joined hands and knelt before the heart tree and bowed their heads. Moments later, they stood up and said some silent prayers.
Finally, Wylis turned to face her and took over her maiden's cloak, and placed the new bride's cloak around her shoulder.
With that, the wedding was over.
Ting!
[Tyrant's First Wife Detected!][Lyanna Stark - First Wife]
Ting!
[Newborn Status Updated!]
[Magnus Kaiser(Trueborn) - Lyanna Stark]
Ting!
[Lifespan increased by 4 years!]
[Remaining Lifespan - 65 Years 5 Months]
Ting!
[Customiser Update: A trueborn must stand above all others.]
[Magnus Kaiser(Trueborn) - Lyanna Stark
Life Points Available - 10]
[Strength - 2/15
Dexterity - 1/15
Intelligence - 2/15
Charisma - 5/15
Vitality - 2/15]
[Tip: Trueborn's upper limit increased. A trueborn's duty stands greater than a bastard's. Not merely peak, a trueborn must reflect the Tyrant's bloodline in every breathing moment. In every single talent.]
[TIP: Tyrant's Squire advises you to carefully distribute the ten Life Points. Beyond this, each nameday shall earn the Tyrant's offspring two Life Points.]
[Tip: 1 is basic and 10 is peak on the human scale. An average human can only achieve 10 points in two of the five categories in their entire lifetime.]
What the… What?
Wylis was overjoyed that the status changed once he married. He gained four more years. But at the same time, he was confused about the increased upper limit. If 10 was already considered peak. What would 15 make his trueborn children? Also, a trueborn received two points on each birthday. The Tyrant's Squire was clearly trying to make Trueborn and Bastards distinct.
Slightly overwhelmed by how vastly different the two statuses were, he decided to assign the Life Points later. He moved ahead with the final part of the wedding ceremony.
Now, the customs said that he was supposed to carry her to the feast, but it was just the three of them.
Still, Wylis lifted her in his arms yet again and carried her back to the ruined castle. They had already put a freshly caught game on the fire to roast.
As he walked behind Qyburn, he whispered to Lyanna. "I just felt something."
"Hm?" She looked at his face.
"As soon as we wed, I received four more years." He revealed, wanting her to feel superior to all the other women he'd pump his seed into. "It seems, trueborn children grant me five years and bastards only one year."
"Oh? That means… Just one more with me and you'll gain the lost ten years!" Lyanna asked in excitement, not even bothering to consider that Wylis might marry another woman.
He couldn't, actually, not anytime soon. Although the Northern faith didn't explicitly restrict polygamy, it was generally frowned upon, especially by the faith in the South. It used to be a thing back in the days before the Aegon's conquest when local kings existed. Now, even the Targaryen kings didn't do it. So, if Wylis wanted to do it and be accepted, he'd need to change a lot of things. Hold a lot of strength and sway so no one would dare cry about it.
"Not only that, I realized it now, I can make our trueborn children grow even stronger than what I first thought. Strong enough that no one in all of Westeros could match them, not even those I've fathered elsewhere. Magnus… he might become the greatest legend the realm has ever known."
The more Lyanna listened to him, the more excited she felt for her son. She'd already seen how beautiful he looked. With intelligence and strength combined, there would be no match. But more than that, she started craving a daughter now just to see how beautiful she'd be.
"I want a daughter next," she declared.
Wylis chuckled and shrugged. "If the Gods will it, we'll have one."
Soon, they arrived at the ruined castle. Wylis put Lyanna down and let her feed Magnus. Qyburn went back to doing what he always did, playing with medicines. Wylis went to the fire and prepared the meat.
Ting!
However, as much as he loved that bell, he hated it when it rang at unexpected times. Nothing good ever came out of that.
[Trueborns & Bastards Triggered!]
[Name: Ashara Dayne
Age: 20
Occupation: Ex-Betrothed, Friend
Current Loyalty: 43%
Status: Impregnated]
How?!
Wylis froze just as he was removing the cooked meat. A vein popped on his forehead, confusion dawning. Why, why such a delay? He got the notification right away when he bred Wenda, Genna, Chataya, and Rhaella. But Lyanna took so much time, and now Ashara. Heck, he didn't even cum inside Ashara the last time he met her.
Quickly, he removed the food from the fire and went to Lyanna as she was breastfeeding. He knelt in front of her and asked.
"Lyanna, when did you first know you were with child?"
She frowned, but thought about it intently. "It was… some time before I found out that you were knighted in King's Landing."
Wylis took into account that the information took time to travel. Considering that, he deemed it safe to believe that she found out about her pregnancy right when he entered the Red Keep to give the bandit heads. It was also then that he received the notification of Lyanna's pregnancy.
So it depends on the woman acknowledging it?
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