"What about the dragon queen?"
You question the red woman
She immediately surprised you saying. "Daenerys Targaryen, the last true heir of the House Targaryen, the Mother of Dragons, the Khaleesi of the Great Grass Sea, the Unburnt, the Breaker of Chains. She is a great choice for a queen, if you truly wish to conquer and rule. But she is also a threat to your claim," Melisandre says, her eyes gleaming with strategy. "You must be careful with her, my king. She holds power in her blood and in her dragons."
You realize Melisandre is trying her best to sow discord among the three of you, but you're not about to let her win so easily. You turn to Dany, who watches the exchange with a knowing look. "You've proven your strength and your lineage, Dany," you say, stepping closer to her, your hand reaching out to caress her cheek. "But prophecy or no, we both know that power is not given. It is taken."
Dany reach out touching your cock. "Your words are true, my love. And I will stand by you, regardless of what the flames say," she whispers, her hand moving up and down your length, her eyes never leaving yours.
Ygritte kneel taking your balls into her mouth. Her tongue flicks and swirls around them, her eyes still locked with yours, the fire of competition burning brighter. Dany's hand moves to your chest, her nails digging in as she watches, her own desire clear, despite the tension.
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