The wolf and the lioness - The hunt begins (Patreon)

General Tulius, Solitude

"That's new," Rikke whispered, watching in complete amazement as the soldiers of Solitude trained with discipline, under the watchful eye of the Winter Lord

Mounted on a powerful white steed, accompanied by his wife, the silver lioness and whom Tulius assumed was Queen Elisif and a young Thalmor sorceress

Another headache for the general, it seems

Dressed in an elegant blue robe with silver details, evidently magical, if the silvery, almost vivid glow was any indicator, he watched the training with pleasure, evidently proud of the progress

"The city has changed, it is bigger, the walls have been fortified and new defense towers have been erected, the roads have been widened and paved, I hardly recognize Haafingar," Rikke said with amazement and approval

"Come on, let's not keep the Winter Lord waiting," Tulius ordered, as he trotted his horse to Jon, who was giving orders

"Training is on track, but we need them to get experience, I need a map, with all the ruins and possible points of interest, we will clean Haafingar of all bandits, training the recruits in the process" Jon ordered with total tranquility

Tulius watched curiously as Falk, Torygg's former steward, didn't hesitate, he simply nodded to the orders

"It will be done, Jarl Jon" and without waiting for an answer, he began his return to the castle

"You've arrived," Jon said, as he focused his gaze on the general

Tulius nodded in greeting, which Jon responded with the same courtesy

"You've taken your time, a lot has changed in the province," Jon said, as he made a sign with his hand and turned his horse in the direction of the city

Tulius simply sighed and looking at Rikke ordered

"Coordinate the legionnaires in the imperial barracks, don't interfere with the operations of Solitude's guard, as soon as you're done, catch up with us in the blue palace," he ordered

The woman nodded and trotted over to her soldiers, where she began to give orders at will

Tulius walked towards Jon, who was already accompanied by the queen and his wife, giving the young sorcerer an incredible bearing 

As they began to ride to the Blue Palace, Jon spoke

"I have been in charge of securing and fortifying Haafingar, our supplies are constant and our soldiers are strong, they are green, but they have heart and potential, I will make them bleed a little against the bandits in the area, before starting with the first part of the invasion" said Jon calmly

Tulius raised an eyebrow, but did not answer, wishing to hear the young mage's plan

"Haafingar must secure his borders, Morthal is loyal to the empire, as is Markath, which I cannot say about Dawnstar, I need you to send your scouts and an outpost to the east, we will deprive Ulfric of his main port, with control of Solitude and Dawnstar, we will have free passage to conquer Winterhold and apply a total blockade to Windhelm"

Tulius nodded, it was a solid plan, after all

"What about Whiterun?" asked the general

Jon frowned and replied

"That's another matter, they declare for the empire, but they refuse to accept the legionnaires, yours or mine, after conquering Dawnstar I will visit Jarl Balgruff, it is evident that, as soon as Ulfric's allies begin to fall, he will take desperate action."

Tulius nodded and focused his gaze around, he had never been to Solitude, but he didn't think it was this good and clean  

The streets were cleaned and guarded, new buildings are being built and the existing ones fortified

It was evident that the young sorcerer had a gift for ruling

"How is the matter in court?" he asked

Jon just snorted and answered

"Competent but mostly passive, I'm training Elisif to take back her title as Jarl, meanwhile, I keep the Thanes and merchants in line, Bryling is fine, she gives ideas with merit and offers solutions, Erikur is a useless cunt, but he has gold and obeys like a god dog, so it's a mutual use,” said the young wizard

Tulius nodded, focusing his gaze on the silver lioness, who was talking to a beautiful young elf sorceress

"Should I ask?" asked the general, referring to the young Thalmor who, even in something as simple as riding a horse, looked with an ethereal elegance and beauty

"She's Arwena, niece of an acquaintance of mine, she's under my service fulfilling a lesson," Jon said with amusement, at the same time that the young elf blushed and lowered her gaze, at the same time that Ciri laughed under her breath, looking with satisfaction at the sorceress

Tulius wouldn't ask, it wasn't his business after all

"Your plan is solid, we can fine-tune the details tomorrow, the trip was heavy and I need to rest," said the general, sighing with relief as the Winter Lord nodded

"The barracks are ready and ready, we'll talk later," Jon said

The two shook hands, holding each other's forearms, before going their separate ways

Tulius completely alone and Jon being escorted by three powerful, beautiful and talented women

The general just shook his head, apparently, this campaign would be very different from what he had planned

He could hardly wait

Arwena of the Whispering Wind, Solitude

“What do you think?” asked the general curiously, waiting for the answer of the Winter Lord and the de facto Jarl of Haafingar

The young elf looked curiously at Jon, who was silently analyzing the war table

Arwena never thought she would end up in this situation, being reprimanded and punished by her aunt Elewen, who usually spoiled her and covered everything up

Except if it was Jarl Jon, apparently, the elf thought

Arwena could hardly believe the ease with which the Winter Lord overpowered a sorceress as powerful as her aunt Elewen, who was able to subdue more than twenty Thalmor sorcerers on her own

Of course, if the rumors were true, the Winter Lord could do that with a fucking army on his own

And the training Arwena had seen between the Winter Lord and the silver lioness backed up such a claim

Lady Cirilla, she was lethal, fast, graceful, and dangerous, she moved with precision and lethality, and Arwena was not ashamed to admit that she felt some admiration for the elegant woman's arcane prowess

Of course, not counting the "training" of the nights, thought the young elf with an extreme blush, remembering that night, where she saw how the Winter Lord fucked and tamed not only his wife

But Queen Elisif too, who was a simple dick-hungry bitch for the powerful sorcerer

Flashback

Arwena was angry, no, furious was not enough of a word to describe what she felt, furious would be a much more apt adjective

After the incident with the Winter Lord, her aunt Elewen had punished her in the worst possible way

Arwena would be the Thalmor representative on Solitude, for the duration of the campaign against Ulfric Stormcloak, so, until further notice, Arwena was a subordinate of Jon Snow

She, a high-born Altmer, belonging to one of the noblest houses of Allinor, reduced to a simple servant of a human wizard

At first, Arwena behaved with a haughty and rebellious attitude, in her mind, she would never submit to the desires of any human

And therein, lay the problem, the Winter Lord was not just any human

Today it was the first time she defied him, stupidly, in front of the whole court, while sitting on the throne of Solitude, Arwena received her first lesson

Poor little Arwena, he was toying with a wolf...

The Winter Lord simply raised his hand and white bolts shot out of his hand, the magical lightning was moving towards her who, with dexterity and speed, conjured a greater ward to protect herself

However, the surprise came a second later, when the lightning simply pierced the shield with total ease, shattering it at the same time as a terrible cold, something she had never felt in her life, assaulted Arwena's senses

The Winter Lord mastered frost magic to such an extent that he could nest spells of destruction, combining frost with lightning

Something Arwena thought was impossible, to be honest

"I call them icy lightning, a painful lesson, but without serious consequences" said the handsome mage with icy eyes, increasing the power of the lightning, overwhelming Arwena's body, forcing her to kneel, her magic did not respond and neither did her muscles

"The session is over, go back to your duties" Jon ordered as he stood up, being copied by the rest, who left the throne room quickly, not daring to look at Arwena's pathetic state for long

At that moment, Lady Ciri approached her husband and caressing his shoulders said calmly

"I will go ahead with Elisif to the bedroom, we have a lot to prepare for tonight, our little queen is anxious for you to split her sweet cunt in two" said the silver lioness with a mischievous smile and a huge blush on the face of the "queen"

"Go ahead, I'll finish disciplining this brat," said the Winter Lord coldly, without taking his eyes off Arwena

Lady Ciri and Queen Elisif left the hall, leaving Arwena completely alone with the terrifying and powerful sorcerer

"You remind me of her," he said casually, at the same time that the spell ended, causing Arwena, unable to stand up, to tremble non-stop, as a result of the intense and overwhelming cold to which the lightning had subjected her

"Haughty, arrogant, so sure of your position, that you have made the mistake of assuming, that you have a say in this situation or some kind of power over me," said Jon, taking a seat again on the throne of Solitude, and before Arwena's eyes, the throne was too small for him, he possessed the bearing of the highest nobility,  radiated pure power, the throne of a province as insignificant as Skyrim was too small for him

And something inside her shuddered at the overwhelming situation she was in, unconsciously, Arwena began to rub her thighs gently, victim of a tingle that did not leave her calm

“Your aunt was older, more powerful and more experienced when she made the same mistake and even she, fell like a simple whore before Ciri and me, what made you think that you would be different?” he asked with obvious mockery in his voice

Arwena simply looked away, she was in a terrifying situation, literally helpless against the whims and desires of the man in front of her, and yet...

Her virgin cunt was burning with desire

She couldn't help it, if there was one thing that was an aphrodisiac for Altmer women, it was power

And the Winter Lord had it in spade

"Come here," he orders firmly

And with total obedience, Arwena obeyed, sheltered by the solitude of the hall and still with her body trembling, shuddering for the magic of the Winter Lord, the young sorceress Altmer, crawled towards the throne

When she arrived, Jon's firm hand grabbed her hair and gave her a firm tug, drawing an involuntary moan from Arwena's lips, while her golden eyes, flooded with lust, looked with desire at the powerful sorcerer, she had never felt this in her thirty years of life

"You have no power over me, little elf, I know the Altmer very well, I have a close relationship with Allinor and the pattern is always repeated, men are arrogant, skilled scholars, but they are not warriors, they do not feel passion or desire, not like a human" said Jon, with obvious amusement in his voice

"However, the Altmer maidens are a curious contrast, arrogant, beautiful, skilled sorceresses, but with an inner fire that roars loudly, addicted to power, or as my dear lioness says, needy and insatiable whores for the right cock."

Arwena could only moan, the desire was overwhelming, the powerful magic flooded her being and her legs did not stop shaking

At that moment, moans and screams of pleasure began to be heard in the corridors, it was a familiar voice

The Queen's Voice

"My lioness, More, More, I am yours, claim me for the wolf and yourself" moaned like a bitch in heat the "sovereign" of Solitude

Jon shook his head, amusement evident on his face

"Apparently, Ciri is anxious tonight," said the Winter Lord, before focusing his gaze on Arwena

"Don't contradict me in public again, I have your aunt's permission to do whatever I want to you, you don't want to find out what I'm capable of," said the man, at the same time that his eyes shone with contained magical power

Arwena just swallowed hard

"However, if you behave, are obedient and a good girl, I will make your stay in Solitude very pleasant," he said in a soft and seductive tone

Arwena could only nod, drowning out another groan of desire

Jon nodded and let go of her hair, as he stood up and walked out of the room, leaving Arwena on her knees, overwhelmed and her cunt burning with desire

Shyly, she looked at Jon and asked

"My lord, will you… you know?"  she asked embarrassed looking at Jon and then at her womanhood, the plea more than evident on her face

Jon just snorted and said

"With how badly you've behaved you don't deserve it, show me you're a good and obedient altmer you are, and then we'll talk about feeding that hungry little cunt" Jon said with wicked pleasure, leaving an elf on her knees, aroused and with a new and renewed purpose

The rest of the night, Arwena listened in her room, full of helplessness, as the Winter Lord fucked his wife and queen over and over again, moans and screams of pleasure flooded the palace

No one would sleep that day, she was sure of that

Flashback End

From that day on, Arwena had been an exemplary apprentice, she obeyed Jon's orders to the letter, with total submission to his words, none of the members of the court made any comment about that night where she was reprimanded

It was better that way, to be honest, although the silver lioness and Queen Elisif looked at her with amusement and pity respectively

"What is she doing here?" said a legion commander in a hostile voice

Arwena looked up, eyes haughty, and an accurate answer prepared for the imbecile Nordic woman

She didn't have to bother, though, Jon chimed in, his voice firm

"She is here as my apprentice, nothing more and nothing less, limit yourself to fulfilling your duties commander," ordered the Winter Lord, before ignoring the woman completely and focusing again on the talk with the general

Arwena watched as the woman turned red with fury, but didn't answer, at this point, Jon's reputation was scary enough to do so

"Your plan has merit, general, however, we're talking about a man who was so cowardly as to use magic in single combat, assassinating his king in the process," Jon said, moving around the war table with concentration

"Ulfric will not come out, he is quite comfortable in the Palace of Kings of Windhelm, Riften guards the southern border, while Dawnstar and Winterhold cover his northern border, for that reason, we will force him to comes out" he said with determination, moving two pieces one with the wolf's head and the other with the imperial symbol

He placed the wolf's head on an imperial in a particular place

Markath

Oh...

At the same time that he placed the symbol of the wolf between the mountains

Dark water crossing

Oh...!

"Anvil and hammer, it may work, but we must get Ulfric out of Windhelm," said Tulius, studying the table with dedication

"Everything is under control," Jon said, moving two pieces on the map

"My beloved lioness will command the legions of Solitude leading them in a siege towards Dawnstar, the capture of Jarl Skald, then, we will "transfer" him to Markath for his "execution", it will be reason enough to make Ulfric leave his palace and walks to our ambush” said Jon

Tulius nodded, however, Rikke interrupted and said

“What prevents Skald from escaping Dawnstar by boat?” asked the warrior maiden

Jon simply smiled and placing a black wolf's head in the middle of the ocean, replied

"Nothing, it's something I count on, and when it happens, the Black Fang and I will be waiting for him..." the cold, gray eyes looked at the map as if it were a chess game

And Arwena couldn't help swallowing hard, this man, her master, was dangerous, in the extreme, he inspired troops, he was a competent ruler and possessed overwhelming power

However, his most terrifying attribute was his tactical and privileged mind, his way of waging war was unlike anything he had ever studied

Arwena had no doubt that the plan would work and Ulfric Stormcloak would be executed in less than a Moon

"It's a solid plan, let's prepare everything, next destination, Dawnstar," Tulius ordered, at the same time they began to prepare the attack

They had a lot to do