WILOW-Ch.442: Another Ritual Time

King’s Landing, Crownlands

POV of Domeric Bolton

Domeric sat on a chair, Ygritte on his lap, and watched as the men entered the city.

Following Domeric’s warnings, no lord dared to risk their men harming the small folk inside the city, so even though the city itself had been captured, the camps remained outside the city.

He had left the War Council in the hands of Jon Snow, who is now known as King Aegon Targaryen, but Jon also had insisted on taking charge of the attack.

So, Domeric gave him magical armor and a magical sword as well. After all that effort, Jon dying or getting injured in the final attack would completely ruin Domeric’s plans.

Sansa took a chair and sat beside him, asking, "Domeric, aren’t you planning to join this attack with your army?"

He chuckled and said, "So far, I taken part in 4 mid- and large-scale battles and 3 sieges. I won so much glory that others started becoming uncomfortable. So, this time, I will sit on the sidelines and let the others gain some glory as well."

"He doesn’t want to go down in history as a glory-monger emperor. Also, the other Reach lords have angered Domeric a bit, so he intends to punish them by leaving them alone." Ygritte said to Sansa.

"Oh... I see. But won’t this just drag the war out?" Sansa asked.

"I’m sure it will. But it will also serve as a lesson for others. It’s time for them to understand that I am no longer a lord they can command whenever they please, but an emperor. I also have other things I’d like to focus on during this time." He said.

"Like what?" Ygritte asked.

"I think it’s finally time to prepare your ritual. What do you say? I also think I should introduce his two siblings to Kilgharrah." He said.

"Really?" Ygritte asked happily.

"Yes, really," he answered.

"What ritual? And who is Kilgharrah? I’ve never heard his name before." Sansa asked.

After this question, Domeric and Ygritte looked at each other, then both turned to look at Sansa, but both had mischievous smiles on their faces.

"This is a secret between the two of us," said Ygritte.

"I’m sorry, Sansa, but you need to stay in the dark about this for now. But I’m sure you’ll be quite surprised when you find out," Domeric added.

"Hmph... I’ll find out eventually," said Sana while pouting.

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Underground Base, Imperial Lands

A week later.

"Are they still at it?" Ygritte asked as she gyrated her hips on his lap, clenching her cunt around him every so often.

"Yes." Domeric said as he pushed a finger inside her arsehole and pinched her nipple with the other hand, "Stannis still had about 13,000 men when he retreated into Red Keep. And the Red Keep has far better defenses than the walls around King’s Landing."

Ygritte moaned before he picked her up by her thighs and started bouncing her on his cock.

"I’m surprised none of them have asked for your help yet," Ygritte said.

He shrugged, "I’ve denied entry to anyone in my camp, so now they can’t ask for my help even if they want." He said, "I can’t have them knowing that I’m not outside King’s Landing after all."

He got up from his chair and slowly lowered Ygritte to the ground. Then he put her legs on his shoulder in a mating press position and thrust inside her velvety folds once again.

"Ahnn..." Her moans sounded like music to him.

He continued to fuck for her a while before he finally shuddered and released his white fluids inside her cunt.

He kissed her one last time before he rolled to the side and pulled her on top of him.

They lay there for the next few minutes, just enjoying the feel of each other’s bodies being pressed against each other, before he finally asked, "Why did you bring Sansa to Dreadfort, Ygritte?"

Ygritte naturally possessed a permanent portkey set to Dreadfort. Therefore, she could return to Dreadfort whenever she wished.

But Domeric hadn’t anticipated that Ygritte would use this portkey to bring Sansa to Dreadfort.

"Is there a problem with Sansa being here? Besides, your aunt missed her." Ygritte asked as she looked up at him, his cock twitching in response as his gaze fell upon her flushed face and her parted lips.

He knew his aunt missed Sansa. And it seemed Sansa had formed a good relationship with Luna Lovegood, or Tyene Sand, as she’s known in this world.

Domeric often saw Ygritte, Sansa, and Tyene sitting together and talking. Arya also sometimes joined them in her free time or during breaks between training sessions.

It seemed the four of them had formed a group.

Domeric had no problem with that, but Sansa’s presence would bring other problems.

"You know why. This is not her home." He replied, controlling his libido, "And because her remaining here for a long term might raise gossip. This could cause problems for her in the future as well."

"Not if Sansa really wants to spend her life with you. Besides, weren’t you the one who said she could come here whenever she wanted?" Ygritte said, and he rolled his eyes.

"I said that, but I meant that she could ’visit’ here whenever she wanted. I didn’t mean she should live here permanently. Besides, she’s just a girl in love." He sighed and said, "When I eventually marry you, that love will slowly fade away and turn into resentment. She would not want to be with me then."

"You think I haven’t told that to the girl?" Ygritte scoffed, "She just doesn’t want to listen. But let’s not talk about her right now. I am to give you some good news."

"What is it?" he asked.

"I flew on Kilgharrah’s back yesterday." She said, "It was not as comfortable as flying on a wyvern’s back because Kilgharrah is still young and because of the lack of a saddle, but I’m the first woman to fly on a Dragon in decades."

"Centuries," he said, "When did you do it?"

"When you were busy drawing the runes for my Dragonlord Ritual." Ygritte replied, "Do you think you’ll be able to complete it before the siege of Red Keep is over?"

He nodded, "The ritual circle is almost finished. And the Red Keep is not going to fall any time soon."

"Will you give me a dragon as well, Domeric Bolton?" asked in a seductive voice.

"I will give you not one, but three dragons, my love." He said, "They’ll not be as powerful as Kilgharrah and will never grow to its size, but they’ll still be noble dragons."

Ygritte nodded as her hand reached down and started stroking his semi-hardened cock.

"Want to go for another round?" Ygritte asked with a saucy smile.

He looked at the ritual circle at the center of the room, which was almost completed, and shrugged.

"Why not?"

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