Dornish Delights (Bonus)

"So, who else are you gonna marry?" panted Daenerys as her sweaty body slumped atop of me, my cock softening deep in her pussy. Our other wives were fast asleep beside us with Sansa's head resting peacefully on Margaery's lactating breasts, both of their bellies bulging with my babies growing inside.

"What do you mean Dany?" I asked her. Despite my increased stamina, the bloodflow to my brain had yet to be fully restored after the night long sex maratheon with my three lovely babes. Even the once shy and naïve Sansa was beginning to embrace her sensual side thanks to Margaery's influence.

"I just didnt think you would stop with Sansa and Margaery..." confessed Daenerys. "Its not like it would be hard for you. Everywhere we go, women practically drool over the sight of you, whether they are noble or lowbirth."

"Well, I have the three of you. But you're forgetting Missandei and the others. After all you know that no matter who I bring in my bed, you will always be my main woman!" I have always fantasized over Daenerys since the first time I watched Thrones but now my feelings have evolved into something much more than just lust. I was now genuinely in love with her and I doubt if it was possible to love someone as fiercely as I love my sister.

But unknown to either of us, in eighteen years I will discover that it will indeed be possible to love someone even more than my sister-wife.

After the Septon of the Starry Sept in Oldtown declared himself the new High Septon and attempted to rally his followers to raise up arms against the 'heathens', I knew that keeping the Iron Throne will be even harder than it was taking it.

After crushing the new Faith Militant by turning their own warriors upon themselves, I brainstormed over a solution to stop these petty rebellions. The Lords Paramount of the realm were under my thumb but their minor lords may not be as loyal. To stay one step ahead of my enemies I needed to know EVERYthing about them!

Just then, as if I was being hit by a truck, my mind was bombarded by the thoughts and memories of every person in Westeros. From beyond the Wall to the deserts of Dorne, my mind was flooded by their thoughts and emotion. Is this what omniscience is like? How can God even think straight when most of the thoughts in his head isnt even his own?

I grabbed an empty book from a table and imbued it with a fragment of my omniscience. And finally the voices in my head fell silent.

As if being written by a ghost, words started to appear on the empty pages. Soon the book were full of juicy details and secrets on the various lords throughout the realm. It was the closest thing this universe had to a working computer but it will suffice till I become more adept at using my omniscience powers, or untill I can tolerate the migraine that comes with it. With a book like this I would have no need of a network of spies or a Master of Whisperers.

I wasnt surprised to find that Robb Stark and Yara Greyjoy were among my most loyal bannermen. However their own men, still believed me to be a foreign invader. That too wasnt a surprise, after all, the Ironborn and the Northmen have always been unruly and resented the rule of the Iron Throne.

Some lords wanted to expand their domain, kill their own blood, protect their family etc... Some had several sexual kinks that was even too perverted for a guy like me. But what shocked me most was that many lords whom I had considered loyal, was not as faithful as I was led to believed.

Such was the case of Doran Martell, the ruling prince of Dorne. He and many pious followers of the Faith of the Seven objected the practise of polygamy and the preachings of Red Priestess Melisandre. I could fuck and impregnate my own sister but yet somehow he cant stand the idea of a Targaryen king having multiple wives?

This is unacceptable!

I should teach him the error of his ways and also bring him back into the fray but how? If I remember correctly, in the books, he did have a beautiful and lustful daughter, Arianne. His youngest son, Trystane was also betroth to the Lannister girl, Myrcella. Maybe I should pay them both little visit.......