Iron from Ice

The young Elena Snow could barely contain her excitement as her carriage rolled through the imposing Dragon Gate and into the capital city of the world. She had never been further south than Winterfell and was in utter awe of the hundreds of topless ivory towers that loomed over the bustling metropolis and the several dragons that flew casually overhead. Is this how Ancient Valyria used to look like before the Doom? She thought to herself.

The carriage eventually stopped at the tallest and grandest castle ever built, The Red Keep, whose fiery red towers seemed to touch the heavens. Elena knew who was waiting for her in the castle. She was now 18 years old and just like all of her siblings she was finally free of her mother and free to live with her godly father. Despite being bastard-born, Elena spent a lot of time with her father when she was growing up but always in the presence of her mother, Mira Forrester.

Ever since the Great War, the words of House Stark have become obsolete as winter never came again. Her family home of Ironrath prospered ever since she was born. The ironwood timber from the forests were never scarce no matter how many trees were cut down and the fields of the North were more fertile than ever. Eventually, House Forrester displaced House Glover as the High Lords of the Wolfswood and became the second most powerful house in the North. Smallfolk and nobles alike believed that House Forrester alongside the Starks of Winterfell were blessed among the northern houses due to the presence of 'divine blood' within them. But in truth, only Elena and her 6 younger siblings were the offspring of the so-called Dragon God.

As she exited the carriage, several servants got her bags and they escorted her to the God-king, who resided in the tallest tower of the Red Keep. Elena wondered how many stairs did she have to climb but she merely took less than a dozen steps till she reached the top of the tower and was facing the ornate door of her father's bedroom. What, I cant have reached the top! This tower is taller than the Wall itself! She said to herself but looking out through a window confirmed that she did indeed reach the top of the tower as the city of King's Landing looked like a tiny speck on the ground. Elena braced herself but before she could even knock, the heavy doors opened on its own. Elena timidly entered the bedchamber of the king and the first thing she realised was that the room had no walls. How is that even possible? She thought. The room was massively large, probably bigger than the Keep itself. The room spread out from all directions, and there was no end in sight. But what did caught her sight was the countless beautiful and naked woman in the room.

There was a large bed and there was nearly a dozen beautiful women sleeping in the nude on top of it including the beautiful Queen Daenerys. One of the other people Elena recognized was Alayne, the daughter of Queen Sansa. The busty redhead was intently focused on a game of cyvasse which she was playing against another purple-eyed girl but unlike most woman Elena met, she had dark-skin and platinum-white hair.

"Elena! I nearly forgot today's your birthday!" Exclaimed a familiar voice in this unfamiliar room. It was her childhood friend Catelyn Stark, the eldest child of Lord Robb of Winterfell. Elena hadnt seen or heard from her ever since Catelyn had left the North nearly six months ago on her eighteenth birthday. Catelyn was stark naked just like every other woman in the room and she looked even more radiant and beautiful than the last time they saw one another, except for one big difference.

"You're pregnant!" Elena said dumbly as her naked friend casually hugged her. It was a known fact to everyone in the North that all of Robb Stark's daughters with his wife Jeyne, was fathered by the king himself.

"Oh this?" Catelyn rubbed her bulging belly proudly. "This is the gift dad game me for my 18th birthday. My very own daugher/sister. Isnt that why you're here?"

"I do! Its just..." Elena looked shyly at the numerous beautiful naked women surrounding her while she stood there fully dressed among them. "I didnt imagine there would be that many people here."

"We're all family here." Said Catelyn matter of factly, unlike Elena she have always been outgoing and gregarious. "But I understand, even I was intimidated by all these sexy and beautiful women when I first came here. Just stay clear of Princess Olenna and you'll be fine, Aunt Sansa told me that she can be a real bitch to newcomers."

Elena simply nodded and allowed Catelyn to take her hand and lead her to their father. But she didnt have to, she could feel her father's presence and his godly aura from a kingdom away. He was bathing in a large and steaming hot tub with another one of his daughter and judging by her complexion and accent, Elena believed that she must have a dornish mother.

"...when are we going back to your world, daddy?" The girl moaned into her father's mouth as she rode him like a cowgirl. "Ive had a lot of fun with uhm... What was her name again, Emilia Clock?"

"Close enough, sweetheart." Said the king as he unloaded within the girl's already pregnant pussy. The **** of the king's pleasure was strong enough to trigger an orgasm in everyone in the room including the sleeping women and the virgin Elena. Wow, if just watching him cum feels this good, I wonder how good it will feel when I finally have him deep within me.

Elena's lust continued to rise as she kept watching her father passionately making out with the sexy dornish girl until a fake cough from Catelyn caught the attention of the two pair.

"Elena!" Said her charming father, his purple eyes burning with desire as the girl dismounted off his erect cock. "Why dont you come join us?"