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Catelyn was about to feel a powerful and intense orgasm, something usual when Daemon fucked her, but what was unusual was for her to see her son's face directly while she was being fucked silly. The sight of her son Bran's frightened and confused face burst her little bubble where she had been living for the last few weeks. Where she could stop being the perfect mother and wife to her family.

No one was supposed to see this dark and perverted side of her.

Pleasure and lust were quickly replaced by regret and shame, which were quickly replaced by terror and fear when she saw her son recoil in fear at the sight of her from this perverted state, which caused him to end up stumbling.

“Brandon!” She screamed as she lunged forward while trying to reach her son as he fell into the darkness, she didn't make it in time.

Catelyn let out a cry of terror and despair as she saw her son fall. She immediately detached herself from Daemon and began desperately running for her son, ignoring the fact that she was still completely naked.

Daemon barely had time to process what had happened, he too had seen Brandon spy them through the tower window before he stumbled into the void. Turning to his mother, he quickly commanded her.

“Stop her, don't let her do anything stupid.”

Fortunately, Lyanna was able to react quickly to his commands and stopped the redhead midway, but Catelyn fought against her as she desperately tried to go to her son.

“Let me go, my baby needs me, my son!” She cried out in desperation as she tried to break free of Lyanna's grip.

Jon quickly peeks out the window and inwardly curses as he sees the boy lying completely unconscious on the ground. His wolf ‘Summer’ barking desperately as he circled around him.

Damn, the foolish boy may be dead. Fuck! This was not good at all.

Not being able to waste any more time, Daemon quickly steps back and begins to get dressed while at the same time thinking about how to fix this situation. Beside him a confused and worried Cersei asks him.

“What happened?”

“The boy saw us, due to the surprise, he got scared and fell.” Jon said finishing putting on his boots.

Curious and wanting to see it with her own eyes, Cersei leaned over the window and put her hands to her mouth releasing a choked moan when she saw the boy lying lifeless on the ground at the foot of the tower, turning to him she asked clumsily and abruptly.

“Is he dead?”

Catelyn hearing her say that, let out a cry full of pain and sorrow as she began to despair even more and struggle more intensely against Lyanna's grip. Which made both Daemon and Lyanna look angrily at the blonde, she quickly apologizes, but Daemon decides to ignore her for the moment.

"Please Lyanna, let me go, my baby needs me. Please let me go." Catelyn pleaded desperately.

Daemon finally dressed, approached the redhead. Separating her from her mother and grabbing her roughly by the shoulders, he said firmly.

"Catelyn, calm the hell down, you can't be the one to go after Brandon. In case you haven't noticed, you're still completely naked and on top of that. Don't you think if you go to the castle right now with Brandon in your arms, everyone is going to start asking questions. Like what were you doing outside the castle at this hour by yourself?"

“Please Daemon, my son...” Catelyn didn't seem to understand reason as she continued to plead with tears in her eyes.

Daemon saw that there was no point in making her come to her senses right now, turning to his mother he says.

“You stay with her; I will get Brandon and take him back to the castle where the Maester can tend to him.” Daemon spoke, this time turning to Catelyn. "Do you hear me, Cat? Everything will be all right, Brandon will be fine."

Though he tried to sound as convincing as possible, it was a difficult thing to do to accomplish since he himself did not believe his own words.

It would be a miracle if the boy actually did survive.

Turning back to his mother, he gave her his final instructions.

“Stay with Catelyn and wait here for a while, I'll send someone to fetch for you and ‘report’ on what happened.” Turning to Cersei he tells her. “You get dressed and sneak to your chambers, everyone will be focused on the incident with Brandon so you'll have a free pass and no one will be paying attention to you.”

Lyanna nods and Daemon sets off, cursing his luck for the second time. He couldn't believe that of all the nights and all the towers in Winterfell Brandon had decided to climb this one. It seemed as if fate was trying to taunt him, or as if it was a warning that things would not always go his way. Anyway, it was a warning call, from the beginning he knew there was always a risk of getting caught while fucking Catelyn or Cersei, but he didn't care anyway and continued to do it.

When he got to Brandon, Daemon leaned over him, pushing Summer away so he wouldn't disturb him, putting his cheek against his face he could see that he was still breathing.

Fuck.

It really was a fucked-up thought, but as he was on his way he thought it was probably best for him that the boy didn't survive the fall. Not only had he seen him with Catelyn, but he'd probably seen Lyanna and Cersei as well.

Carrying him in his arms, Daemon ran to the castle for help with only one thought in mind.

If you really survive, you'd better keep your mouth shut Brandon. He really didn't want to finish the job, but he would if that's what it took. Catelyn would probably be sad, but he was sure she would get over it. After all, he still planned to fill her with many children, all of whom would be the offspring of the dragon's seed.

Although her reaction did not, please him at all, her attachment and love for her former family was still greater than her devotion and love for him, and that was something he had to correct. He could not allow any of his wives or mistresses to have any other priority than him. His mother was right when she said that he could be betrayed by his generals, advisors or servants, but at least he would make sure that he would never be betrayed by his family. He would make sure of it, no matter how far he had to go.

Catelyn, Sansa, Cersei, Myrcella, Daenerys and anyone else he added to his harem or family would only be completely loyal to him.

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