"Ugh, ah..." Daemon was enjoying the handjob of "Lady Stoneheart" while thinking about the recent events.
Catelyn was wearing a plain grey dress, her auburn hair was draped over her shoulders, and it looked quite bright compared to her white milk-like skin. Her long, slender fingers were wrapped around Daemon's shaft and stroking hard. Looking up at his face from time to time. A pair of blue eyes of a mature woman looked at him obediently, which made Daemon very refreshed.
No one knew how Elia's greyscale was cured, and why Catelyn was tamed by the villain in front of him.
As soon as Catelyn woke up, she found that her body had undergone amazing changes. The stretch marks and other marks on her skin had disappeared, and her skin had become even paler, almost devoid of any color. Even more frighteningly, her heart had stopped beating, yet in the presence of this man who had ruined his chastity, she felt an unexplainable subservience.
Today, the former Catelyn Tully or Catelyn Stark has disappeared, and "Lady Stoneheart" Catelyn has officially become one of the subjects of "Stone Dragon Lord" Daemon Thanatos.
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Meanwhile, in the distant city of King's Landing. Catelyn's former husband, the Lord of Winterfell and Hand of the King, Eddard Stark, sat on a stone chair in the godswood, leaning on a fence with one hand and half-closed eyes in thinking.
"You're in pain," a magnetic, sultry female voice came to Eddard
It was Queen Cersei Lannister, her typical golden curly hair of the Lannister family was shining in the evening sun, and her green eyes were shining with a deep light. she was slender, wearing a light red noble dress with a delicate belt tied around her waist, and the white skin exposed at the neckline complements a delicate and luxurious gold necklace, giving off a natural nobility and charm.
Eddard stood up with a cane and said, "This is not the worst of it, my lady."
A gust of dusk blew, lifting a few strands of Cersei's golden hair, making Cersei's pretty face even more glamorous, but at the same time revealing a bruise on the corner of her eyes--a "honour" given to her by the king.
Looking at Eddard, Cersei said with a hint of a smile, "Perhaps it's time for you to go home, the south does not seem suitable for you?"
Eddard still did not answer, and said directly, "I know the truth about Jon Arryn's death."
Although Cersei showed no fear, as she had been threatened many times before, she was secretly resentful of Daemon escaping and knew Eddard was not the kind of man who could be easily dismissed.
"Is that so, Lord Stark?" Cersei said, "Is this the reason you called me here, to give me riddles?"
"Did he ever talk to you like this?" Eddard pointed to the bruises on her face.
"Jaime would have killed him," Cersei said, looking away, "my brother is worth a thousand of your friend."
"Your brother..." Eddard mocked, "Or your lover?" Cersei's lips curled up and she stared at Eddard. After a long moment, she said, "The Targaryens have been marrying siblings for 300 years to keep their bloodline pure..." "Jaime and I are not only brother and sister, we shared the same womb, we came into this world together, we belong to each other.
Eddard looked at this shameless woman and suppressed his anger, saying, "My son saw you with him..." Eddard didn't finish his sentence but stared at Cersei.
"Do you love your children?" Cersei asked.
"With all my heart and soul," Eddard replied.
"You don't love them more than I love mine," Cersei retorted "They are James' children too."
"Robert sometimes strays from his whores, but after drinking, he can still stumble into my room. And I have other ways to satisfy him. In the morning, he doesn't remember anything."
"You hated him all along," Ned said.
"I worshipped him. All the girls in the Seven Kingdoms dreamed of him, but he swore to be mine in the end, and when I saw him at our wedding in the Sept of Baelor, he was so strong, lean, with black hair and beard. that was the happiest moment of my life." Cersei said with a smile as she recalled.
Ned did not speak but listened quietly.
"The night of our wedding feast, the first time we shared a bed, and he pressing me down and doing his best." Cersei's smile gradually faded, "He was on top of me, in me, stinking of wine, and he whispered Lyanna."
Ned's original scornful expression softened a bit, he knew the virtues of his old friend.
Gritting her teeth, Cersei said to Eddard, "Your sister is dead and I'm alive, but he loves her more than me."
Ned swallowed and said slowly: "When the king returns from hunting, I will tell him the truth, You must be gone by then. You and your children, all three. If I were you, I should take ship for the Free Cities, or even farther. As far as the winds blow.''
"I don't want to get your blood on my hands, go far away, the farther the better, bring more people, because even if you flee to the ends of the earth, Robert's anger will be with you.
The queen stood. "And what of my wrath, Lord Stark?" she asked softly. Her eyes searched his face. "You should have taken the realm for yourself. It was there for the taking. Jaime told me how you found him on the Iron Throne the day King's Landing fell, and made him yield it up. That was your moment. All you needed to do was climb those steps and sit. Such a sad mistake."
"I have made more mistakes than you can possibly imagine," Ned said, "but that was not one of them."
"Oh, but it is."Cersei said, "In the Game of Thrones, you're either king or villain, there's no middle ground."
After saying that, Cersei left, leaving only Lord Stark alone in the godswood.