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Rhea Royce, New Paris

"FIRE," ordered the baroness, looking sternly at Rhea

In obedience, the young Lady Royce shot the arrow of her magic bow, her greatest pride to date

Thanks to the Baroness's teachings, her runic magic was stronger than ever

Her newest creation? Her precious bow, a magical construct, bound to a bronze ring, so that Rhea could call upon it when she needed it

Rhea watched with pleasure as the magic arrow ignored the wind and hit the practice dummy's head

An arrow, a kill, thought the beautiful Lady

“Mediocre, it's a magic arrow, your will gives it power, why launch one and at such a low speed? Use your will, generate five arrows and hit the five dolls," ordered the stern woman, at the same time waving her wand elegantly and before Rhea's hungry eyes, the mannequins began to move as if they were real soldiers

"Again," ordered the beautiful lady

And Rhea obeyed

Using the teachings, Rhea focused her magic towards her ring, channeling more power, the bow and arrow flashing with magical power, at the same time as the Lady of Runestone fired

Five targets, five arrows, however, only three of them hit the target, two of the arrows vanished before reaching their objective, much to Rhea's embarrassment

"Better, but you still limit yourself, Dominique was able to conjure twenty arrows when she was thirteen years old, and let's not talk about me, or better yet, the emperor," Lady Fleur replied

Rhea shuddered at the mention of Emperor Hadrian, in Westeros, the people did not know the real extent of the powerful sorcerer's magical skill

Hadrian Potter was a magical titan, an almost godlike figure to the empire

And just remember that history book, where a mention is made of the subjugation of Skellige, where the emperor Hadrian, on the back of Aldar, rained down more than ten thousand flaming arrows on the fleet of the clans of the islands, destroying three quarters of it

Faced with such an overwhelming display of power, Queen Cerys prostrated herself before the emperor in submission, in exchange for clemency, and thus the islands, once a nest of raiders, were transformed into a naval port for fishing and maritime exploration, under the shadow of the Arcania empire

The young Lady left her thoughts when one of the Baroness's guards approached with news

"My lady, a certain Rickon Stark is at the castle gates, claiming to bring a message from the emperor."

A Stark? What the hell was a Stark doing in New Paris of all places

Fleur nodded elegantly and replied

"I was waiting for him, mon cheri informed me that he send a northern brat with something special, informs Daemon that I require his presence and let the young Stark in" ordered the woman

Then Fleur looked at Rhea again and ordered

"Again, I want you to master five arrows before the day is over, or you will take care of cleaning today's cauldrons," the beautiful woman threatened firmly

Rhea shuddered and began again

For several minutes, Rhea and Fleur practiced, the baroness gave certain advice, such as modifying the design of the bow, being made of magic, it responded to Rhea's will and could be larger for more powerful arrows and farther targets, or smaller, for a higher rate of fire in small places

Really useful advice that gave a glimpse of the fact that, underneath its refined and beautiful appearance

Baroness Delacour is one of Emperor Hadrian's closest nobles, and a battle witch so powerful with the ability to destroy cities and castles in the blink of an eye

Suddenly, Daemon showed up, he was wearing practice tunic and was stained with mud and dirt, apparently, Louise was having no mercy in transforming Daemon into a master swordsman

Humiliating him in the process, of course

"Lady Fleur, did you call me?" asked her husband in a respectful tone, which Daemon reserved only for the baroness

"Yes, my dear Harry sent you a package, along with some letters from your family," replied the beautiful woman

At the same time that she saw the silhouette of Lord Rickon Stark enter the training yard

Rhea watched as her cousin looks around with calculating eyes, analyzing even the smallest detail, dressed in an elegant white robe with black accents, his arms exposed, and the tattoos of the first men shining with pride

"Welcome young Stark, what brings you to New Paris?" asked Fleur curiously

Rickon looked back, bowed his head in respect, and said

"Thank you for receiving me Baroness, Emperor Hadrian sent some things for your guests, he asked me to travel here to deliver it personally, along with this, he said it would be to your liking" reported the young Lord, pointing to a chest

Fleur moved her hand gracefully, making the heavy chest levitate as if it were a sheet of paper and she began to see what the emperor had sent

"umm letters, letters, letters, these are yours Daemon and these are Rhea's" said the beautiful woman

Rhea looked at the baroness in amazement as she said those words, being sincere, she didn't expect anyone to remember her, but apparently, she was missed in Westeros

His cousin Jeyne and his uncle Ellard, two letters, unlike the dozen Daemon received

"Daemon, Hadrian's promise," the baroness spoke, handing a kind of red crystal sphere to her husband, who looked at it curiously

"What is that?" he asked

"It's a runic prison, a powerful magical artifact, capable of keeping any living thing in stasis, including dragons, here is Caraxes," Fleur replied, as if he were talking about a fucking Thursday, while observing what the emperor had sent him

Her husband took the object as if it were a newborn, not knowing what to do

"You will release your pet later, I sent for you because I have a mission for you" the baroness reported

"You have shown yourself to be able to listen, understand and obey orders, however, I want to see if you are prepared to give them, I will assign a battalion of my girls and guide them to hunt down the bandits hiding in the mountains"

Daemon looked at the Baroness in amazement, which transformed into determination, at the same time as he nodded, it was evident that he was excited

Fleur nodded pleased and spoke

"That would be all, I'll give you more information after dinner, you're leaving tomorrow morning, so do your marital duties and fuck Rhea to unconsciousness tonight."

The aforementioned Rhea blushed strongly, incredulous and embarrassed at the Baroness's words, however, Daemon just looked at her with amusement and replied

"I will take care of my two wives, my lady, I am sure that Dominique will be able to take care of his future sister wife during my absence without any problem" Daemon joked, causing a loud laugh from the beautiful woman and even more embarrassment for Rhea

"You two, you have the rest of the day off, have fun, I'll wait for you for dinner, Lord Rickon and I have business to attend to about this curious Heart Three that my beloved Harry mentions."

And without wasting time, Daemon picked Rhea up, carrying her on his shoulders, causing the young woman to let out a squeal of surprise and quickly, began to walk towards her chambers

Unconsciously, the petals of the Lady of Runestone began to get wet, at the same time that she watched with shame as all the veela in the castle looked at her with amusement, knowing perfectly well that her husband would fuck her in a few moments

However, Rhea wanted to give her husband the gift she had made for him

A few months ago, the notion of gifting Daemon something would have made her laugh nonstop

Upon arriving at his chambers, Daemon threw his wife onto the bed, at the same time that he began to undress

"Daemon, take a bath, you're full of mud," Rhea reprimanded sternly, grimacing in disgust at her husband's dirty body

In response, the prince rolled his eyes, stripped himself completely naked, and, to Rhea's disbelief, took her back into his arms, now heading for the glorious and beautiful bathroom of the room

Rhea swore that this would be her first project when she returned to Westeros, a bathroom like the one in New Paris

Upon reaching the glorious, huge tub, Daemon lowered Rhea and began to undress her roughly, tearing her robe and breaking some buttons

"Daemon carefully, this is my favorite," Rhea reproached without fire in her voice, the young lady was able to feel her husband's desire, something she sought for many years

"Dominique will repair it, undress and bathe me, I want to finish quickly and pump my seed into your hot and hungry cunt, my bronze bitch" whispered the prince with evident desire in his voice, as he took Rhea's hips possessively

Rhea shuddered, that damn nickname, once a mockery, now an affirmation, Rhea was Daemon's bitch, submissive to his desires and whims

Did Daemon want her to eat his cock every morning? Rhea obeyed

Did her husband want to fuck her on the balcony of the room, with the beautiful views of New Paris? Rhea obeyed

And for every act of submission, Daemon responded with passion and unbridled desire, desecrating Rhea's body in delightful ways, marking her as his property over and over again

The young Lady had lost count of the times her husband had poured his seed into her, at this point it was matter of time before her dragon breeds her

It was evident that her husband wanted a child, something Rhea craved equally

So, obeying, Lady Royce began to undress, at the same time as she continued to speak

“I... I've done something to you," Rhea said in a shy voice looking at Daemon

The prince raised an eyebrow, at the same time that he took off his pants leaving his cock in the air, to Rhea's obvious pleasure

“Yes? What is it about?" he asked

Rhea simply inhaled and took the tiny artifact out of her pocket, offering it to Daemon

It was a ring, made of black steel with bronze-colored runes, they were a mix between the Baroness's teachings, the Royce runes and the little she knew of the powerful Stark magic

Her husband looked at him curiously, at the same time that, with delicacy rare in the prince, he took his wife's gift

"Put it on and think of a spear," Rhea whispered, hoping he would like the gift

Daemon obeyed, placed the ring on his right hand, and to his surprise, a magic spear, blood-red and warm to the touch, manifested

It was a magical weapon, similar to Rhea's bow

"I built it thinking that you would use it riding Caraxes, they are magic spears, you direct them with your mind and they will burn and pierce the target" Rhea spoke proud of her work, but worried that Daemon would not like it

Her husband looked at the spear with a stoic gesture, without saying a word, to the point that Rhea, seized with anxiety, spoke again

"It's a prototype, you can only do five shots and I need to reload it after its uses, but I'm working on something better and..." However, Rhea's words were drowned out when Daemon grabbed her by the neck, looking at her with possessive eyes full of lust

And in an instant, her husband began to kiss her, there was domination, hunger, and lust, all in one simple kiss

Rhea submit instantly, moaning like the hot bitch she was for her husband, hugging Daemon's neck while him grabbed her butt, lifting her up with great ease and placing the thick head of his cock on Rhea's helpless cunt

"It's the best gift I've ever been given," her husband spoke sincerely, looking into her eyes

Rhea groaned and answered

"I'll make you a better one, with more shots and....AAAAAAHGGG" Rhea's words died on her lips, as she felt her husband sheath his cock in her cunt

The air left her lungs, as Daemon took possession of what was his

"You talk too much," growled the prince, as he drills his wife's cunt with long, firm thrusts

Rhea was dying of pleasure, her cunt getting wet quickly, facilitating the wild fuck she would receive

Rhea's moans flooded the bathroom, Daemon gave no respite, destroying Rhea's cunt with his huge cock, flooding his wife with pleasure, Rhea could only let herself be fucked, that delicious burning she felt every time her husband kissed the entrance of her womb with his cock, it was a delicious pain that Rhea had become addicted to

After several minutes, the slow thrusts had disappeared, giving way to the wild fucking that Rhea enjoyed, the passion, the lust, the dragon taking possession of his small, slutty bronze bitch

"Who do you belong to Rhea?" Daemon bellowed in a possessive tone, watching with eyes full of desire as Rhea's large breasts danced to the rhythm of his thrusts

"I'm yours my love, I'm yours" Rhea shouted, that phrase she loved, belonging to a man, knowing that, for better or worse, no matter how sullen or annoying he was, Rhea would always be Daemon's little slut

His bronze bitch

And that her dragon would back her up fiercely

"Of course you are, and what are you to me?" asked the prince with a gleam of wicked pleasure on his face

At that question, Rhea couldn't help but blush, knowing full well the answer her husband wanted, but deciding to show some rebellion

"I'm your wife, I'm your wife, my dragon," groaned the lady

Daemon's eyes clouded with lust at the audacity, he grabbed Rhea tightly by her beautiful mane, causing pain, at the same time he inserted two fingers into the overwhelmed Lady's ass

All this while still fucking her

Rhea screamed with pleasure and pain, her cunt contracted and juices flooded her husband's cock, who could not help but see her with a snort, at the same time that he began to fuck her ass with his fingers

"Naughty whore, you enjoy making me angry, right? You know the answer very well, and you know that you will say what I want you to say, so... What are you?” shouted the prince, as he increased the speed of the fuck of the defeated cunt of Rhea and added a third finger to the ass, overwhelming the Lady with pleasant and painful sensations

Rhea was defeated and she know it, apparently, it would be one of those nights, Daemon was really aroused and Dominique wouldn't be around tonight

So, Rhea knew that she would end up with her three holes filled with her owner's seed and probably unconscious

she could hardly wait

Rhea's overwhelmed mind returned to reality when she felt a loud spanking from Daemon, who was looking at her with crazed eyes, further increasing the speed of the fuck

"WHAT ARE YOU!" shouted the prince out of his mind, slapping Rhea, at the same time that her cunt flooded with the intense sensations

"I'M YOUR BRONZE BITCH!, I'M THE DRAGON'S BRONZE BITCH AND I LIVE AND SERVE TO PLEASE THE COCK OF MY OWNER, DAEMON TARGARYEN!" shouted Rhea, completely defeated, her cunt throbbed and the orgasms began to come one after the other

Daemon smiled pleased, at the same time as he grabbed Rhea by the hair and ordered

“Good bitch, you have permission to cum”

And like the trained whore she had become, Rhea obeyed, her convulsive cunt began to expel female juice in abundance, at the same time that Daemon roared, his cock throbbed and Rhea was able to feel how the seed began to be shot into her hungry and desirous womb

Rhea was in the seventh heaven, her mind was shutting down, that orgasm was what she needed, tiredness was beginning to appear and sleep invaded her

However, her husband had other plans

"Hands and knees, like the bitch we both know you are," ordered the prince, who, even after his orgasm, was still prepared and ready to continue possessing his wife's body

Tired, but totally surrendered, Rhea responded submissively

"As my dragon commands" and placed herself in the required position, head on the ground and ass in the air, presenting her helpless and freshly fucked cunt before Daemon's hungry gaze

Daemon would go hunting bandits the next day and Rhea didn't know how long he would be away, she would take advantage of the night and if the Gods were good, when her husband returned, Rhea would have great news to give him

A powerful and beautiful bronze little dragon to inherit her castle

The lady of Runestone could hardly wait

Thoughts about the future left Rhea feeling the head of Daemon's cock on her sensitive lips again

Sighing, Rhea smiled at her husband and gave him a completely lascivious look

The night was long, and Rhea was as proud as her husband

Who would give in first? The dragon prince the bronze bitch?

Rhea didn't know the answer, but she would get it in the best way possible

For the rest of the night, the moans and screams of Rhea and Daemon were heard throughout the castle, much to the amusement of Fleur and the annoyance of Dominique, who wished to be present at her prince's farewell

Viserra Targaryen, Sky Palace

"News from Myr, the city is destroyed, all the nobles killed, my father and Baelon divided the treasure, they will send a part to Albion, even when Hadrian said it was not necessary"

Triss nodded and replied

"We have gold to spare, but it's not like it's useless, we'll find a use."

Viserra nodded, looking at Triss curiously

“What do you think of Lord Hightower's offer?” asked the queen

"It's interesting, that Otto Hightower serves as an ambassador for Oldtown, facilitating communication and trade is a good idea, one that we can implement with the rest of the continent and even Essos!" said the redhead confidently

"Besides, James demands Lady Alicent's constant attention," Triss said with amusement, looking at her friend making a gesture of displeasure at this event

Her beloved James seemed to be following in his father's footsteps, for the moment, his beautiful son demanded the constant attention of Allicent, Nyra and Laena, telling whoever would listen that they were his and that they would live with him forever

Nyra and Laena just smiled and nodded, excited to agree with James, but Allicent...

The young Lady smiled submissively, bowing her head at her son's words, but Viserra saw reality in her eyes, the notion of being her son's wife did not displease Allicent

Quite the opposite

And to be honest, Viserra couldn't blame her, Albion was a paradise, compared to the rest of Westeros and giving credit to the young lady, Allicent really cared about James, looking out for his well-being, making sure he was always taken care of and giving him attention every day and at all hours, Allicent read to James for hours, always ready to please him

It's normal for her beloved son to be so attached to her

"You can't do anything dear, you know Hadrian will support James, and if my dear prince wants three wives, his father will give him three wives," Triss said while drinking wine with amusement

Viserra sighed, knowing full well that her friend and lover's words were true

Suddenly, a guard entered the room, a letter in his hand

“My queen, a letter from King's Landing”

Viserra took it and thanked the young man, at the same time that he began to read

"Is everything okay?" asked Triss

Viserra simply sighed and replied

"Trouble in the north, apparently, Lord Stark speaks of a new king beyond the wall and Lord Royce, regent of Lady Jeyne, reports suspicious movements in the three sisters, Rhaenys insisted on investigating, wants our help to patrol the coasts"

Triss nodded, it was a reasonable request

"Do you want me to order a patrol to accompany your cousin?" asked Triss

Viserra shook her head and replied

"No, I'll go myself, it's a good opportunity to talk to my niece about important issues."

Triss looked at Viserra raising an eyebrow

“Laena and James?” Obvious disapproval in her voice

Viserra only shrugged her shoulders

"Nyra, James and Laena are family, they are children of Valyria, my two nieces will be able to counteract the weight of Allicent in James' life, I will be in charge of specifying the details with Rhaenys in the patrols"

Triss looked at Viserra in silence, and shaking her head replied

"I hope you know what you're doing, my dear, Hadrian gives you freedom, but if you abuse...don't forget that your beloved husband is a dragon, for better and for worse," Triss warned

And Viserra saw wisdom in those words, yet she wouldn't let a mere Hightower maiden beget the king or queen of Westeros

A bed warmer or a personal whore? Sure, a body for James to fuck as he please? No problem, a wife? Over her dead body

Been queens was the job of the Targaryen maidens, and luckily for James, her beloved son had two at his complete disposal

For the rest of the afternoon both women chatted peacefully, talking about the future and looking forward to the imminent return of their beloved king

They both needed to be fucked, and hard

The fingers could only go so far, after all