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Aemon Targaryen, “Dragonstone”

The entire castle was shaking, both Aemon and the powerful construct gave no respite to each other

The crimson lightning storm was lashing the destroyed walls of the castle, the wall behind the throne had been shattered, after the storm of spells that was happening in the castle

"Doesn't this damned thing get tired?" Tonks said, inhaling hard as she blocked another of the fucking liquid rock attacks that the guardian favored

Aemon shook his head, he had read about that magic in the grimoire, apparently, it was the same magic used to raise Dragonstone Castle in the first place, dominate the rocks and make them take on the desired shape

That of a castle, or that of a fucking giant hammer ready to crush your enemies

Quite versatile magic in his opinion

Rossana, looking at Tonks as if she were a fool, responded with agitation

"It's a magical construct, if we don't destroy its source of power, it will be able to fight forever," Rossana said, roaring furiously and casting a powerful fire spell, razing the pillars and floor of the throne room

The reaction of the construct? Placing her sword on guard, at the same time as a magical shield, with ethereal and crimson light manifested around her, absorbing all the damage of the Italian witch's powerful spell

"Shit," Rossana snapped, raising a thick wall of rock to block the construct's response, who responded with a relentless storm of lightning

"This isn't working," Aemon said, looking around, they had fought the war for hours, and although he and his witches were formidable sorcerers, sooner or later they would end up exhausted

It was evident that the test was much more complicated than it seemed, the construct would not get tired, as Rossana said, as long as they did not destroy the source of power, nothing would change, the knight could fight non-stop

Jon watched as the sword lit up with lightning, at the same time as the construct screamed, that mechanical and artificial voice, at the same time as it buried the tip in the castle floor, releasing an alarming and terrifying amount of crimson lightning directly towards them

Aemon stood in front of his witches and calmly and skillfully, raised his characteristic shield, however, it was time to try the upgraded version

"DRACO INDOMITUS MAXIMA," shouted the young Lord, at the same time as the magic dome of his trusty shield manifested, however, the characteristic golden color had been changed to a bright dark crimson, similar to blood, while the hexagons took the shape of triangles

The powerful lightning bolts struck the dome with the power of a hundred dragons, causing the entire castle to tremble, however, the powerful shield resisted, absorbing more and more magic without any difficulty

When the construct finished its attack, it looked directly at Jon, its one purple eye having approval and even excitement

"Dodge this, fucker" Jon whispered, as he waved his wand, changing the shield to attack position

The sorcerer shouted, at the same time that the triangles of the shield began to glow, condensing all the magical power of the previous attack, creating a sea of jet flames, accompanied by crimson lightning, which, with the ferocity of a dragon, rushed towards the construct, like an implacable wall at great speed, impossible to dodge 

With elegance and firmness, the knight took a defensive position and prepared to receive the powerful attack, a second before the flames reached him, scorching everything in his path

The powerful attack, which roared like a dragon, shattered pillars, walls, and even a part of the throne of Dragonstone, scorching the rock, the fire was so hot that even some parts of the castle melted like candles

When the relentless firestorm subsided, more than half of the throne room was shattered, and to the surprise of Jon and his witches, the construct was damaged, a portion of his armor had been completely charred, unable to withstand the power of Aemon's Draconic flames

Evidently surprised, the guardian looked at his useless shoulder pad, destroyed, proof that it could be destroyed

"Impossible" he whispered over and over again, shaking his head

Aemon inhaled hard, at the same time as his witches looked at the result with excitement

"You wounded him!" He is not invincible," Maria said with determination

However, Aemon shook his head

"If my attack had been responsible, more parts of his armor would have given way," said the young dragon, looking around, determined to find that he had changed

Gradually, the damage to the hall was repaired, liquid rock was forming from the depths of the island, in an instant, everything had been repaired

With the exception of one thing

The Dragonstone Throne

Aemon opened his eyes at the revelation, a part of the throne was broken, and unlike the rest of the castle, it did not regenerate

The throne! The fucking construct was tied to the throne of Dragonstone, the "heart" of the castle

The Targaryen Power Symbol

"I got you" Aemon said quietly, looking directly at the construct and the Throne

An act that did not go unnoticed by the knight

"Girls, distract him," Aemon ordered, as he began to channel energy into his wand, which, perceiving his master's intentions, began to purr, eager for another demonstration of power

"NOOOOO" shouted the now terrified construct, preparing his sword and with all the intention of throwing himself towards Aemon, an act that was stopped by the powerful spells of the witches

"I'm not done with you insolent peasant" Rossana said with a maniacal smile, denoting a bit of Targaryen temperament apparently, while conjuring terrifying bronze spears and hurling them at full speed towards the construct

Lucretia responded by summoning water blades, hurling them at full speed towards the knight, while Fleur and Bhavani attacked with fire

Tonks and Maria used enchantments to slow down the movement of the construct, who watched helplessly, as Aemon charged his spell even more, ready to destroy the throne

And in desperation, the construct screamed

"Do you call yourself a Targaryen? When are you about to destroy the House of the Dragon's power symbol?” said the knight in a desperate attempt to prevent Aemon from attacking

However, the young Lord simply replied firmly

"The greatness of the house of the dragon does not reside in a piece of rock, nor in a castle, nor even in the Iron Throne," Aemon said firmly, having gathered enough magic and released it in one fell swoop

"Inruptis Draconis" shouted Aemon one of the spells created by Daemon Targaryen, designed to simulate the breath of ten dragons concentrated in a single point, apparently, the Rogue Prince designed it to destroy castles and avoid sieges

"The Targaryens built Dragonstone, we built King's Landing and the Iron Throne, and if they must all be destroyed, rest assured that we will rebuild them again, stronger and more powerful than before," Aemon said triumphantly, seeing the throne of Dragonstone, forged by his ancestors, simply yield to the powerful Draconic magic

"AAAAAAHHGG" was the only thing the construct was able to scream, at the same time as its impressive armor began to rust, while it slowly turned to dust, completely defeated

Where once there was a mighty magical colossus, now there was only dust, a threadbare crimson cloak, and an innocent ring, which flew towards Aemon's finger the instant the knight fell

The new ring shone while merging with the one on Aemon's hand

The young dragon's eyes shone brightly, the irises changing from their characteristic gray color to a deep purple, while, in his head, more Targaryen secrets were unlocked in the young man's mind, when a male voice, old and tired, spoke in his mind

"Get ready," was all the voice said, before a white light flooded Aemon's vision, blinding him for an instant

When he opened his eyes, he was no longer in Dragonstone, but in a castle unknown to him, with gray walls and red and blue banners, with a fucking trout in the center

Aemon recognized it with ease

"This must be a joke," he said aloud

"On the contrary, you are at an important moment in the history of our family," said the old voice, at the same time that an old man appeared next to Aemon

It didn't take much to know who it was

"You must be my ancestor, Prince Daemon," said the young dragon with certainty in his voice

The answer? A snort and a sarcastic reply

"Your deduction skills are really sublime, keep quiet brat, this is important," said the old man, at the same time as a group of men entered the lot

Two were adults, one older than the other, wearing clothes characteristic of their houses, red hair and ass face were sufficient indicators of the relationship between this man and the harpy whore to whom his father was married

Hoster Tully, Aemon thought with utter contempt 

Accompanied by a handsome and burly man, with black hair and blue eyes, in a yellow and black robe and a decrepit old man, dressed in blue and white

“And the disgusting Northern?” asked Hoster

The old man simply replied

"He stayed in the Vale, doing his duty, better for us, we can talk calmly," said the old man pouring himself a glass of wine

"Aerys Targaryen is weak and stupid, but Rhaegar Targaryen is the opposite, we must hurry, if we want to get rid of the disgusting pagan Valyrians," the old man snapped, looking at the companion

"Robert, do you know anything about the movements of the capital?" asked Lord Arryn

"Not much, the birth of the little bastard of Rhaegar was announced, so our plans to get rid of the Dornish whore seem to have failed, the fucker was smart, he got his wife out of King's Landing and Pycelle's influence" said none other than Robert Baratheon, totally sober and cold-eyed, icy and calculating

A great contrast, with the image that his father told about the "monarch" of Westeros

"There are rumors that Rhaegar Targaryen will hold a tournament to summon his allies and remove Aerys from power, if that happens, our plan will fail," Hoster said furiously, knowing full well that eliminating Rhaegar Targaryen would be much more complicated than killing Aerys

"The key is in the North, we need the filthy savages," said Hoster, and it was evident that these words repulsed the arrogant Lord

Robert took some wine and simply said

"Leave it to me, as far as I know, Rickard has a daughter, it will be fun to fuck a tight northerner bitch, I'm sure I'll make her squeal like a pig" Robert said with obvious malice in his voice, but his eyes remained cold and calculating, something more akin to Tywin Lannister  

Jon Arryn looked at him and spoke

"Do what you want with the wild bitch, but you'll marry Cersei Lannister, I already made a pact with Tywin, that way, we'll ensure control over all of Westeros, leaving the Tyrells and the Martells isolated."

Robert just grunted, as he drank more wine and spoke

"Anyway, the only thing I want is the death of the fucking dragons, all of them," snapped the "noble" Robert Baratheon madly

The scene disappeared, leaving Aemon and the elderly Daemon totally alone

"The Cradle holds the key, find it and make the enemies of our family pay for such insolence, remember, a good enemy..." Aemon interjected

"Is a dead enemy," the fury and hatred in his eyes was more than evident

And as quickly as it began, the incredible feeling of power ended, leaving Aemon exhausted and on his knees, inhaling hard, at the same time that all his witches came to his aid, Dragonstone Castle slowly disappearing around them

In an instant, they were back in the cave, the once shiny stone, now in pieces, totally inert, its function had been fulfilled

The young dragon looked at his hand, straight at the Targaryen ring, where the second head was proudly showing in the ring

The second test had been defeated and Aemon was one step closer to the secrets that Daemon Targaryen had left in these Lands

And one step closer, to finish off his family's enemies

Aemon looked up, and saw how all his witches, including Rossana, looked at him with concern

The young man was about to stand up and reassure them, when suddenly, time seemed to stand still, the world around him lost color and an elegant and familiar blue door appeared on one side, with a familiar face emerging from it

Donna

"It's time, come, we must talk," ordered the beautiful and ethereal woman, entering the velvet room again 

Aemon simply inhaled hard and with difficulty stood up, walking towards the imposing door

Apparently, it was time to get answers

Eddard Stark, Winterfell

"My Lord, please don't do this!" Lady Catelyn screamed in anguish, who watched helplessly, as the Septa Mordane was whipped on her back

Eddard looked at his wife with restrained fury, so much so that Catelyn took a step back

"That disgusting woman dared to raise her hand to my daughter, MY DAUGHTER! A LADY OF THE NORTH! SHE SHOULD BE THANKING ME ON HER KNEES THAT I DIDN'T CUT OFF HER FUCKING HEAD!” shouted the Lord of Winterfell before all those present in the training ground, who watched with satisfaction as the woman was punished

Catelyn opened her mouth to answer, however, seeing Eddard's fury, she simply didn't say a single word, she knew perfectly well that she had no justification whatsoever

Eddard looked at his wife, resentment more than evident on his face

“For a long time, I focused so much on the North, on my people, that I neglected my family, and I lost a son because of my stupidity and ignorance, but no more, our children are Stark, STARK! NO TULLY, NO ARRYN AND NO FILTHY SOUTHERNERS, THEY'RE LORDS OF THE NORTH AND WILL BEHAVE LIKE ONE”

Eddard decisively looked at his four children, considering that Rickon was still a toddler

"From tomorrow I will take care of your lessons, I will find competent tutors who will teach you everything you need to know about your home," said Lord Eddard firmly

Everyone nodded, even Sansa, who felt her father's fury

Eddard simply sighed and spoke

"Jory, as soon as the punishment is over, let Luwin cauterize the Septa's wounds, and let both she and the imbecile Septon leave my home as soon as possible, understand?" ordered the Wolf of Winterfell

The young man nodded and said

"As you command, my Lord"

Eddard looked at his wife and ordered firmly

"Tonight, you will come to my chambers for a severe correction, assign your activities for tomorrow Vaaron, you will be indisposed when I am done with you," said Eddard, who, at this moment, seemed to embody the savage wolf lords of the past

"As you order, my lord," said Catelyn, submissive and obedient to her husband, mentally preparing for the wildest fuck of her life, it seems

With a growl, the Lord screamed

“EVERYONE GO BACK TO YOUR OBLIGATIONS” breaking the spell and causing everyone present to hurry to obey, including his children and wife, leaving Eddard alone with the screams and pleas of the Septa

With a growl of fury, Eddard looked up at the sky, watching as two curious birds performed a familiar dance, a behavior out of the ordinary

Quickly, the Lord of Winterfell headed towards the catacombs, right towards the grave of his beloved sister, where he simply paid his respects and waited for his old friend

"I heard about the Septa's show, you did the right thing," Howland said, appearing from the shadows and handing a scroll to Eddard

Eddard sighed and replied

"It was something I should have done long ago," said the Lord of Winterfell, accepting the parchment

"From our eyes, it seems, the deer, the lion, and the hawk are not so close together as they appear, there is discord between our enemies," said Howland.

Eddard nodded and asked

“Our allies in the South?”

Howland shook his head and spoke

"The wandering star is on a mission, that's all I know," said the little Lord

"And the old rose?" I ask with interest

Howland shook his head and spoke

"No news, but the golden flower is being trained and groomed to be queen, as soon as King Aemon returns, he will find spears, armies and a queen waiting for him," Howland said decisively

"If he comes back," said Eddard with uncertainty and fear in his voice

"Have faith, he will return, it is the will of the Gods, my son had seen his returns, glorious a storm of Ice and Fire" said Howland with total devotion

Eddard sighed and said

"I'll have Jory leave you provisions for your return, thank your old friend," said Eddard

Howland slapped his chest and spoke

"Long live House Stark, and long live King Aemon" and calmly, he was lost in the shadows again

Eddard just sighed, he was under too much stress, the plans to finish off the traitorous rats were on track, everything was ready

"Come home, my son," whispered Eddard, as he rose and proceeded to his chambers

He had a wife who had to remember her place and a lot of frustration to release

Eddard snorted, probably Catelyn would end up with another pup inside her tonight

He could hardly wait, to be honest

Walking along the walls of Winterfell, Eddard couldn't help but think of his beloved sister, dead, unable to hold her beloved son, without the happy ending they deserved

All because Eddard and his father had been stupid fuckers, believing in something as honor

But no more, they saw the wolf's face once, and everyone would pay the price, he would take it upon himself to murder the traitors in his family, one way or another

Calmly, he reached his chambers, where Catelyn was waiting for him, bathed and perfumed, but evidently anxious and eager

Eddard could understand her; this was the first time he had indicated that he wanted to fuck his wife since Aemon's disappearance

"My Lord," said Catelyn, kneeling before Eddard

"Hush," said the Lord, taking his wife's beautiful mane and walking to his comfortable armchair, forcing Catelyn to crawl behind him, an act which, to the lord's amusement, seemed to excite his wife, if the lascivious look of desire was any indicator.

Taking a seat, Eddard ordered Catelyn to lie on his lap, leaving her huge and beautiful ass in the air

Oh, Eddard would tear it apart tonight

Carefully, Eddard caressed his wife's ass, causing her to shudder with each caress, moaning like a simple whore at her husband's simple but powerful gesture

And suddenly, a spanking, with all the strength of the Lord

And Catelyn screamed, at the same time that her ass reddened

"Your duties will change, you have been an honorable and helpful wife, I have no complaint with you about it," said Eddard, giving another loud spanking, eliciting another cry from his wife, but this was mixed with something else

"For a long time, I let you influence my children's education with your southern ideas, yet they are lords of the north, savages, powerful and untamed, qualities that I know you possess," said Eddard, giving another spanking, drawing tears from his wife, who, to his disbelief, raised her ass, wishing for more

"You will teach them how to manage a castle, you will teach them how to account for the barns and provisions, you will teach them how to give orders, but politics and religion will be in my charge" said the Lord, giving another spank, Catelyn's ass was red, however, her cunt was crying with desire, so, quite naturally, Eddard inserted two fingers inside his wife

The powerful and elegant Lady transformed into a simple whore desirous of cock

"From now on you will leave your chambers and will sleep here every day, and be ready every night for me," he ordered, as he took out his fingers and gave another loud spank, eliciting a moan from his wife and her juices of love bathing his lap

"Understood?" asked Eddard

And Catelyn, devoted and hot, responded

"As you command, my lord husband," she said with tears in her eyes, but desire in her eyes

Eddard snorted and said

"I'll breeds you tonight, I love to watch your cunt open and conquered, draining my powerful seed, today we'll make the sixth of our puppies, get ready, you won't sleep tonight" warned Eddard

Catelyn shuddered, but she lifted her ass even higher and spread her legs, causing the smell of a female in heat to flood the Lord of Winterfell's nose

"Your bitch of a wife is ready and grateful that you still want her, I was afraid that you would take out your carnal desire with some whore," Catelyn said between moans

Eddard snorted, why would he waste his time with a simple whore, having Catelyn at his total disposal?

With ease, he lifted his wife's body and placed her on his hands and knees on his bed, giving her another loud spank, causing the needy Lady to lift her hips and expose her wet cunt to her husband

"Now, shout to me," Eddard ordered, entering his wife's wet, hot, tight cunt with a single blow, by the Gods he had missed this sensation

Catelyn rolled her eyes and got ready for the fuck of her life, her husband had a year of frustration to vent

And Catelyn, as an honorable wife, would take care of everything, squeeze her husband's cock dry

"Fuck me my lord, fuck me, I've missed you so much, take what has always been yours, use your wife to your pleasure" said Catelyn squeezing her cunt to massage Eddard's cock

Lady Catelyn's screams and moans were heard until dawn, and the next day, the Lady of the fortress was not seen all day, to no one's surprise

Apparently, the wolf had awakened, and it wasn't going anywhere