Middle Ages AU 1100-1200

“Thank you for meeting us!” Tyrion spoke welcoming the two sides all with “heirs to the throne” as they stood either side of the room and Tyrion stood in the centre, “As we know the current ruler is my sister and her armies led by my brother but Jon has a stronger claim and the others a minor claim this included Daenerys, Sansa’s, Brann and Arya Stark, however...” he stopped as a messenger walked in and handing him the note he read, “A Damian Lannister is here to see us. He claims it’s time he made his claim for the throne to ensure peace and rebuilding the kingdom” they group stared at the three siblings who shrugging nodded to allow the man’s presence who immediately in full armour walked in supported by his lieutenant’s and standard barer and earning an confused face off all three remaining Lannister’s, “Hello family!”

The room was silent until impatiently Cersei cried out, “Who are you? And why are you using our last name!” “Sister it appears father wasn’t as “perfect” as you think, I’m your younger brother Tywin’s my father and a Targaryen mother which I am still struggling to locate so I suspect she’s dead. He knew you all better than you knew yourselves. He knew Tyrion would be the one to kill him it was just a question of when and you two... well he knew of your relationship; he always said it was a shame that “His abilities were only present in a woman!” I personally never saw the attraction fucking a relative!” “So that means your claim is part Targaryen and strengthened by the fact that Lannister’s currently rule. Jon’s is via is Stark and Targaryen blood!” the man laughed before stating, “Yeah... Tywin knew of this and told me to look for a way to disrupt that... Catelyn Stark...” the Starks glared over to him before eyeing him up growled, “What about her?” “She knew about Jon when the right documents fell into her possession and worked out the rest from there... she hates you Jon, a lot!!! So made a deal apparently an Lannister ruling would be better than Jon... so signed a document relinquishing any Stark claim to the throne, pretty ironic considering you have been killing each other over it, turns out she is pretty good in bed. The document...” Tyrion received it before passing it to Sansa to study the handwriting nodded handing it back, “It’s hers!” “Making my claim the strongest...” “Wait you slept with my mother!” the smallest of the Starks growled which caused him to comment, “18 years ago this event took place, how old are you?” “No, I won’t be! I’m not your daughter!” he shrugged before commenting, “I just remember her saying “it has been a long time since I got laid” but whatever...” Arya glared at him as he looked back at him starting to doubt what she knew was the truth and instead contemplated that maybe he was right, “Where have you been all this time, what happened with Catelyn was 18 years ago!” Cersei queried which caused Damian to confess, “Fighting with the army to stop invades from the Baltic and Europe on the coasts. Thanks to my army you still have an United kingdom to fight over!” they studied Brann‘s reaction as the look of disgust made its way to his face, “I didn’t see you coming!” the stranger laughed before stating, “I know and that’s how I like it... you can’t plot your rise to power Three-Eyed and I’ve found a way to end your miserable existence; you don’t belong here just like the Sages; all failed Abominations!” he took an breath watching Tyrion call for an break so people could reflect and decided what their next steps should be and to the surprise of the others Damian refused to join the Lannister’s but instead insisted on staying in his own area with the request one Stark and one Lannister come to him to ensure “his safety” which undoubtedly meant questioning them and finding out secrets on the others; he choose Tyrion before seeing the pissed off redhead he smiled before stating causally, “well well well, who do we have here?” Sansa disgusted in what she had to say but knew she had to tell him, “If what you claim is true then I am your stepdaughter, Arya’s my sister” “Well she is your half sister but technically I could court you and it wouldn’t be **** unlike my aunt over there... interesting!” Sansa blushed before winking at her she nervously looked away as he stopped to seeing an familiar face, “Well look who it is Brienne of Tarth!!!” she turned around before smiling hugged him before receiving an kiss from him, “It’s been a while. I thought you weren’t interested in ruling?” “I wasn’t but look at what they did to the kingdoms for their own ends; utterly selfish!” she shook her head as he confessed, “I would like you to be part of it... could actually get to know each other a bit more... or be the captain of my guards!” Brienne looked over to the others and before looking back at him spoke, “You would be a good king of somewhere but here? Too many snakes that could get you hurt!” “As I said before I wouldn’t if I didn’t feel like I had to. The port and dock towns trade freely with tariffs put in place by us, we help transport merchants and their cargo, tried to restore the debased coins and kept the northern barbarians and foreign invaders away. Imagine if I controlled the whole of the island?” she agreed before stating “As the last member of the Tarth house what power I have supports you has the Greyjoy’s?” “Bound by treaty and a promise if I become king!” “Which is?” he leaned in before whispering, “Daenerys comes her wife! But of course the dragon must die!” she nodded before watching him address the others spoke, “I will give the others what you want for pledging your loyalty apart for Three-Eyed because he is always a threat. Daenerys land and peace, Sansa the North I assume? Arya I will as both King and father will try my best to find something that at least starts to build trust between us so we can talk and get to know each other. Cersei I don’t care about your incestual relationship just stay out of my way and Jon tradition would dictate that I exile or kill you but I won’t; that’s a promise!” he turned away before looking at Tyrion spoke, “My room brother?” he began to escort him out of the room which caused Cersei to snap to her guards, “I want someone to confirm our relation and others to check out his claims!” they rushed around and Sansa who had been silent for the conversation thought to herself, ‘Maybe he should rule!’ she smirked seeing the others rush around panic stricken as she spoke, “Someone should investigate the towns and villagers he has claimed to have helped, they could tell us more and if it is true then this is going to get interesting!”

Damian walked walked down the corridor before stopping as a servant who wasn’t looking came around the corner dropping her tray which made Damian smile quickly crouching down to help her. Her nervous eyes looked up into his as he asked, “Are you okay?” she nodded before apologising spoke, “i... I’m sorry Sire I wasn’t paying attention please don’t tell anyone!” he nodded before walking away he looked back to see her hips sway as she walked past, “Haytham that woman...” “If you want her gone, I’ll arrange it!” he shook his head before commenting, “No, I want to know more about her. See to it!” he nodded before running after her left Damian to walk into his room.

The door tapped with and timid knock as the person waited outside waiting for the permission to enter however there wasn’t any, just Damian who opened the door welcomed the **** in, “Don’t wait out there, come in, come in!” she hesitantly took an step in as he closed the door behind her and rushed over to the table to pull her a goblet of wine, “Want a drink?” she stood back looking down as she spoke, “I can’t! The Queen wouldn’t like it!” he handed her the goblet before stating, “Well I don’t care on what my sister says!” she took it before sipping it continued to not make eye contact with him, “Do you require something Ser?” he pushed her to the seat before sitting opposite her commented, “I just wanted to get to know you!” “Most of the men say that!” “Yes but they are arseholes whose honour is strapped to their cock. I’m different and you can look up, I’m fully aware of your “training” but I ignore the titles” she looked up memorised but his piercing blue eyes and groomed beard he sat opposite her and comfortingly asked, “Beg my bluntness but it’s rare to see a woman of your ethnicity on these lands!” “I came over with Princess Daenerys, we were friends, I was her diplomat, translator and assistant until I disagreed with her approach to claiming the throne, she threw me to the lions; I thought I was dead but Cersei saw great propaganda in bringing one of Daenerys’ closest friends into slavery! It’s a nightmare!” he nodded before confessing, “I don’t support slavery myself, if you want to **** people to work then make prisoners who break the laws do it but this... nah, not on my watch!” “The north have traders who are purely based around it!” he nodded before refilling her goblet up heard her confess, “I shouldn’t, my life will be hell just for drinking with you” she sighed before remarking at the time, “It’s too late to bathe which is a blessing considering we get whatever water the nobles have left and often it’s cold and full of dirt, I need to get to bed so I can prepare your breakfasts for the morning!” she excused herself venturing to the door where she heard, “I was going to bathe soon, the water is likely hot; if you want; take it!” “I mustn’t; it’s yours it would be abusing their trust in me to see you!” he shrugged before stating, “If that’s the case, I will get in and happen to pull you in with me... I don’t mind if you don’t!” “What I mind or don’t mind doesn’t matter!” “If that’s the case then I request that you do...” she froze watching as he nodded to confirm what he had said, “Oh and bring the wine!”

He waited relaxing against the side pondering whether she would join him or not since five minutes had passed causing him to call out for her; making her nervously come in holding the bottle to her chest watching as he beckoned her forward to his side, “Missandei join me!” she looked down as he placed his hand gently against her cheek making her look up into the welcoming eyes of him one last time before beginning to remove her dress revealing the dark mounds to her flawless skin her nipples stuck out hard and now beneath all the fabric was here fairly wild bush; he encouraged her in and as she began to step in nervously; he pulled her into the water his toned chest against her back, “See!” she nodded feeling his breath against her neck, “So Missandei... how come no one has taken you as a mistress or wife?” “I can’t marry in my position! I had a man called Lance who joined Daenerys’s army hoping to earn favour and free me but later abandoned it to sleep with and side with Daenerys’ bed!” he looked down at her breasts before encouraging her to relax felt his erection push against her butt, “Fool... you have the better breasts!” his hands cupped each breast before squeezing them gently teasing a nipple felt her try to suppress a groan, “You shouldn’t do that, the others will see it as a weakness and use it against you” he nipped at her neck before saying, “I would free you and ravage you everyday if I could! These breasts and these unused lips!” he felt the wetness grow before stating, “We must do something about your bush though!” she looked at him in shock as he pulled her to the side and grabbing a razor spoke, “Relax, let me do it for you!” she watched as he sat down in between her legs and carefully began the routine task of removing the excess hair from her vagina. He took a few a minutes before marvelling at his work she smiled seeing it was bare but he didn’t stop there he dropped the razor before lowering his lips to hers pulled her waist to his mouth prodding her with his tongue ignoring her protests and cries of “its improper” he was going to show her a night that she was never going to forget, as he looked up he saw her puppy eyes look down at him, “You won’t forget about this night ever!”

The candles burnt on the shaking table next to the bath as Missandei grabbed the side of the tub feeling his cock repeatedly drill inside her fucking stretched hole as his hands pulled at her nipples causing the **** to cry out in both pain and ecstasy, her dark skin against his pale skin meeting in time even when he pulled her hair to make her stand up and receive his kisses on her neck, “Yes! Yes! Yes! Harder!” Missandei cried waiting in anticipation for her first cumshot but being thrown to the floor she looked up to see him return to fucking her on the cold floor her elbows stopping from her face touching the floor but staying up was a struggle when the larger man was determined to make her cum.

They panted as he stood up cum dripped from his cock as she looked up getting a bad feeling from the way he sternly looked at her but pointing to the bath he laughed, “You thought I was going to throw you out?!” he grabbed her hand before feeling her push him back into the bath, water spilling from each side extinguishing the candles felt her climbing in mounting his cock again as they met each other’s lips in a fiery kiss and her cries being only silenced by his lips which sought to only assert their dominance on hers she was ready and willing for more and with each load she received she felt more at least knowing that for tonight at least she had peace.

Damian’s morning was interrupted by the stirring of Missandei preparing for work but as she began to pull her clothes back on she was instead met by him pulling her back to the bed and slide his cock back inside of Missandei who now gripping the sheets buried her moans into the warm pillows from the night before as he continued to thrust inside her elegant hips that were made for breeding. “*bang* *Bang* Damian you are required for the next meeting and Missandei... get out and get to work!” a voice boomed but opening the door slightly to reveal only his head and chest Damian stated, “I have you know Missandei is already working, she informed me about this meeting and is even now cleaning my room per my request. Furthermore as long as I am here you won’t harass her anymore, I will seek her aid in the future and I will not stand for you or anyone bothering her, got it?” she nodded walking away after he closed the door and Missandei who was cleaning his room felt herself be pushed back to the bedsheets as he stated, “They can wait!”

The discussions began and as predicted Cersei used political promises and cunning to outplay Daenerys who relied on fancy speeches and staining her opposition the problem was Damian also could play the game and very well. He reminded them all of his support from the Northern monarchy, his military success and stated how he was equally as adept as his father was to play the game he also pointed out the danger Daenerys possessed to the kingdom being an foreigner and how Cersei had proven fragile in her rule with others acting on her behalf to keep her safe. He outwitted them and showed how Tywin’s abilities rubbed off on him. His aim was simple gain his daughters and her “sister’s” support and then squish the others claims with scandal do as he left the room after another long day Brienne was met by the many questions of her change of allegiance to him and what she knew of him. “So you know Damian?” Brienne nodded before rolling her eyes said, “What do you want to know?” “What do you know?” Cersei queried and Brienne shrugging spoke, “A fair bit but what I don’t know I can reasonably guess!” there was silence before Daeneyrs asked, “What’s he like?” “For you all to be worried is quite amusing. Let’s see, he is as skilful and talented at politics and diplomacy as Tywin but yet as gentle as a baby touch when he can; he would explore others way of dealing with prisoners if he could and tries to help people. In war he is as good as some of the Roman and Greek commanders, he rules with an aura that only the Targaryen’s can command but cares about this land and north as much as the Starks. Until recently he even travelled around with a Direwolf. There’s stories of him which I haven’t told because I can’t be sure they are true but his enemies fear him for and the towns he has saved sing of...” “Such as...” Jon queried, “There is a story that he once killed a dragon by himself with a broken sword, another of his army being outnumbered but by morning their leaders were dead and his enemy crying of an blade in the shadows that silently killed them one by one and a few others about his... never mind you get the point” “About his...” Sansa queried causing everyone else in the room to groan before Cersei bluntly spoke, “His cock. What he is like in bed, get the idea?” Sansa nodded embarrassedly before Brienne spoke, “I can vouch for that... he did take my virginity” “I thought my brother did?” Cersei queried but shaking her head Brienne confessed, “I said that because I knew I wouldn’t never stood a chance with him, look at him; many women like him, he could have any woman so I moved on like nothing happened” the Starks shifted uncomfortably before Sansa asked, “What does he think of the Northern economy?” “You mean the slavery!” Daeneyrs challenged Sansa nodded before hearing Brienne spit, “Detests it, he would invade the North just to free the slaves. If you want to trade then he believes prisoners should be exported or made to work the job of a **** until then their sentence has been served!” Sansa looked at Arya who simply stated, “I’m liking him even more than now, I told you these outdated methods should have been reconsidered!” “At least we see where you get it from now!” Sansa spat defending her family’s legacy before releasing what she had said was met by Arya throwing her hand away as she tried to apologise, “Arya I didn’t mean it!” “You’ve said enough and you know what? Good! Good that I don’t have to associate myself with you all!” “You don’t mean that!” “‘Maybe not Sansa but I see how you have change when the chance for power came available!” she turned away before stopping at the door stated sincerely, “I hope for your sake that you don’t end up like that!” Sansa looked back at Brienne before asking, “She’ll get over it but tell me; does he like all his women... you know big?” Brienne shook her head before stating, “He likes the unusual or shall I say not “the first choice” he wouldn’t sleep with someone like Daeneyrs but people like me, Missandei and Arya; if she wasn’t his daughter. The difference being redheads... he likes them a lot” Sansa blushed embarrassed quickly brushing through her hair as she asked, “And Missandei?” the **** girl stopped in her tasks before being met by Sansa’s grin Brienne stated, “It’s none of your business. Mine if he seeks to confine in me!” “It was for one night only; he won’t want to see me again with all you around!” Brienne shook her head before stating, “A note was given to me from him; it’s for you!” she took it before reading, “It’s to inform me that he is trying to get me freed or set it up so when he becomes king he can free automatically... he wants to see me!” Cersei nodded causing Missandei to tidy her rag of a dress up as best she could as she hurried on out, “His weakness!” Brienne shook her head before snapping, “Touch anyone he likes and he will bring his army in or punish you severally when in power; I expect he will be as cruel as the rest of you Lannister’s; anyway it’s time I returned to my room. Good evening everyone!”

“Damian, Damian!” Sansa’s voice called down through the corridor which catching Damian before he entered his room turned around to face her, “Yes, Miss Stark?” “Can we talk?” “Sure, why not? You lead and I’ll follow!” she nodded waiting for him to join her as they stepped out onto the balcony and waited for her to speak, “It’s nice to finally speak to you privately!” he sighed before stating, “What do you want? support? A deal? A proposal?” “I just wanted to talk about Arya” “Arya, it’s a strong name for a strong woman, we talked a few times now and I have to admit she impressed me, she has: determination, independence, hates the politics of the crown and would literally claw your eyes out if you pissed her off, the fact Brienne has also taught her to fight is a massive bonus, Brienne is one of the best swords a man could have standing next to him!” “Is it... you know, true?” he nodded before stating, “The way Catelyn acted then yes it must be. I’m ashamed that I wasn’t there for Arya in her younger years but her husband wouldn’t have liked that and having Eddard as a father wasn’t exactly a bad stepdad; he was a good man. I have come at a time where I have missed Arya’s development, she is her own woman which I won’t deny her space or try to overrule her decisions but I will guide her if she seeks it and shelter her if she needs it!” Sansa nodded before smiling spoke, “So Brienne is right... you are soft natured!” “I care about people; if I didn’t I would have attacked you all not caring about those caught in the crossfire!” she agreed before questioning, “Brienne claims you oppose slavery! You know the North thrives off the trade” “It’s immoral. To take a person from their family and friends without any permission, to then cage them and ship them off to another country where they are going to be treated like animals until they die from mistreatment for no reason apart for coins is disgusting. People claim “not everyone is treated poorly” they are talking about the 1 in every 100; stop acting like it’s the majority who are treated fairly!” she fell silent before trying to change the subject watched his eyes scan over Missandei who was walking to his door, Sansa nodded seeing he was no longer interested in the conversation as he walked off leaving her to stand alone overlooking the banners of his waiting army.

She stared out for a few minutes mumbling, “He could slay us all now and I think the people would cheer for it!” she looked back seeing the giggling from Missandei, from the small gap in the door Sansa was able to see Missandei completely naked being spanked by Damian, “I told you not do disturb me when I am attending to business!” “I’m sorry master!” she moaned before giggling once again felt herself being pushed to her knees on the floor she bit her lip watching as he slammed into her and Sansa looking in felt the wetness form as he began to dominate the **** girl; she promised herself she was above this but betraying her promise she began to groan feeling her hand slip in between her pants and start to gradually rub herself at the sight in front of her.

Meanwhile, “It’s done love!” Jon stated returning to Daenerys’ side, “The food is poisoned, most will be dead by morning, the rest will be taken care of by our men under the Lannister banner. The sooner he is gone the easier our rise will be!” Daenerys nodded before smiling spoke, “Soon we will be ruling the kingdom!” “As long as we stop the Templar’s that’s all that matters!” Jon reassured her, “One less Templar to deal with!”

Missandei walked out where she was detained by Cersei’s men who pulling her into the room was met by the guards holding her tightly, “Missandei!” “My queen what do you need?” “Just some help...” “Of course!” “Damian has become a problem and we already know the Assassin’s had made a move against him but we wish less bloody methods against my brother. We know you are pregnant with his brat and offer you this: when Qyburn’s body is found you speak out against him and your child will never know slavery; we will even give him the luxuries that you never had otherwise accidents may happen, painful ones to!” Cersei nodded before watching the guards ease off before offering her the door spoke, “Think carefully Missandei, life’s depend on it!”