Dragons.
That was the first thing Jaehaerys saw when he arrived at Argentstone. He had seen the statues from the eagle's eyes, but only now did he see them with his own eyes. They adorned the gates of the outer walls, still unfinished, but it was only a matter of time before they were complete. Their position and ferocity made them look like stone guardians that could come to life at any moment.
He hoped Daenerys had no intention of filling the castle with dragons and turning it into a second Dragonstone. The woman in question stood at the front of a crowd welcoming her back. Lyanna at her side was radiant, probably because news of Rhaegar's death had reached her ears.
Dany greeted him demurely. Jaehaerys thought she might be angry with him, even knowing it had been her idea to bring his daughter and Sansa. Jaehaerys would not marry the northern woman, but his daughter could well be the heir to Argentstone if Daenerys' worst fears did not come true.
"Welcome home, husband," Dany's voice tried to be cold, like that of an indifferent lady. But Jaehaerys could detect the warmth in her voice; she was happy, she just wanted to pretend she wasn't. Why? It wasn't as if they had hidden their affection in the past. Was it because of Sansa? Was she afraid she would feel bad?
"It's good to be back," said the prince with a smile. "I missed my home," he told her, and she blushed a little.
"My bed has been cold since you left," she replied in a whisper that could only be heard by him. Daenerys' words took him aback for a second. "Where is she?" she asked into the air.
"In the carriage," replied Jaehaerys.
Sansa had stayed in the carriage, even though she rode most of the way. She didn't want to arrive at Argentstone as the lord of the castle's mistress. She also hid her daughter, much to the prince's displeasure. Rhaelle was a precious gem, not someone to be shielded from shame.
"I see... I have things to discuss with you, my lord husband," Daenerys said.
They stood face to face. Jaehaerys could smell the scent of flowers and lavender on her. She had stopped covering her hair, although it was still short. She had short braids in it.
"The construction has progressed magnificently," said Jaehaerys.
"It has," she licked her lips. "I'll tell you all the details in my Solar," she said before turning around and walking away.
"Tohrren, Brandon is in the carriage with Sansa. I'm putting you in charge of protecting them," the man nodded tensely. "Brandon is fine," he said, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Thank you for protecting my home," he said finally before leaving in search of his wife.
He almost lost sight of her, if not for the group of Unsullied following her. Daenerys's manor was something new, created during her absence. It was in the main tower of the castle. The princess had named it The Silver Tower.
'So many damn stairs,' Jaehaerys would build an elevator at some point; the towers were too big to climb up and down on foot every day. There were already precedents for elevators, such as the one on the wall.
Daenerys entered her solar, then slammed the door shut. The Unsullied guarded the entrance. The prince smiled. Then he reached out to touch the door.
"Come in," said Daenerys' voice.
As soon as he entered, he saw her behind a dark wooden desk, contrasting beautifully with her hair.
"Is it so easy to get an audience with the most beautiful princess in Westeros?" Jaehaerys asked flirtatiously. He looked for wine, but found only a jug of whiskey. He looked at his wife with wide eyes, full of questions and surprise.
"A horrible invention of my lord husband. But somehow it reminds me of him," replied the princess.
"Does your husband taste so bad?" Jaehaerys joked, pouring a glass. It tasted better than the first one he had created, but it still wasn't the result he was looking for.
"It depends on which part of him is in my mouth," the princess said cheekily.
"That's not proper for a princess," Jaehaerys said, moving closer to her and holding her chin as he spoke. "Have the suitors seeking your hand in your husband's absence changed you so much?"
"It's my stupid husband. So far from home, his wife neglected, having to take care of his castle... I feel so..." She stuck out her tongue to moisten her lips. "Alone."
"Such a beautiful lady feeling this way... what kind of world do we live in?" Jaehaerys asked.
"This game is fun, Jae, I admit it," Daenerys said, taking the glass from the prince's hand. "But I really want you to fuck me as soon as possible," she said, tilting the glass and pouring the liquid down her throat.
Jaehaerys pounced on her, his lips going to hers to kiss her. The taste of liquor mixed with his wife's saliva was certainly intoxicating. The prince's hands went to grab his wife's dress and tore it, she moaned into his mouth.
"You're not the only one who's been repressing yourself, Dany," Jae said.
"Didn't you fuck Sansa? Everyone says she's a beauty. I heard a merchant say she was more beautiful than me," Dany asked between sighs.
"No... I've been faithful, as I promised," his mouth moved down to her neck.
"How were you faithful to Ros?" she asked coquettishly.
Dany had seen him take the woman in so many ways that she could have written a book about the act.
"It's different," said the prince, his hands moving down to her buttocks. "I feel it harder. Have you kept training?"
"I train every day," replied the princess. "Is it different because I watch you when you do it? You're a damn, unfaithful man~ah," Jaehaerys sucked her neck so hard that it would leave a hickey there.
"Whose idea was it?" asked Jae as he spanked her butt. "Who asked me to fuck her?" he asked reproachfully.
"I... wanted to see you take her. To know that you're capable of doing all that to a woman..." The princess's hands went to his pants; she was still wearing the clothes she wore for riding. "You stink," she said, wrinkling her nose.
"I can take a bath," said the prince.
"I'll cut your dick off if you walk away now," she said as she pulled down his pants.
"Your priorities are wrong, Dany," said the prince. "You should threaten to cut it off if I fuck others... instead—agh!" The prince clenched his teeth as Dany put his member in her trained mouth. It wasn't the first time she had taken him that way.
"Letting them taste a little bit of you... It's fun, Jae," she said, taking him out of her mouth. "Ah... how I missed you both," Jaehaerys looked down, his uninhibited wife putting his cock in her demure mouth and sucking hard, as if trying to memorize every part of it.
"I'll never let anyone else taste you, Dany," said the prince, holding onto the desk. His wife's tongue was expert, thanks to all the nights they had spent together.
"I know... I don't want anyone else either," she replied. "But can't a woman have fun watching her man destroy another woman?" she asked him as if it were the most normal thing in the world. She turned her back on him.
"Right now, I just want to be inside you, my love," he said as he held her waist. His wife's white skin was soft and delicate; even the slightest movement would leave a bruise.
Jaehaerys got into position, his cock brushing against the princess's vaginal lips, eliciting a sigh of pleasure from her. Then he entered her slowly, although Dany wanted to move her hips to speed things up, he wouldn't let her.
"Gods, Jae, I missed you, I really missed you," she said between moans.
He continued to thrust into her, his hands going to her breasts and stimulating her nipples, then moving down to her vagina and caressing her from two sides. He knew how to touch his wife's body to perfection. It didn't take long for him to feel her squeezing the circumference of his cock. And it didn't take him long to unload inside her.
As he pulled out, he watched, as always, his seed flow out of Daenerys's pussy. It was a thing he did; coming inside a woman was the best feeling in the world.
"Today... tonight, Dany. I'm all yours," he said, moving closer to her again.
They hadn't seen each other in over a moon; they had a lot of catching up to do.