297 A.C. Kingdom of the North, Near Winter-Fell
povWulf
"By all the Gods, it truly is a majestic sight, Winter-Fell is a marvelous structure built to stand and withstand for eons, thousands and thousands of years from now it will still be standing strong…." I said, as our group reached the crest of a hill along the path we traveled on, revealing across the horizon the humongous castle known as Winter-Fell, as it sprawled and rested whilst guarding over the Northern-Lands it sits on….
"Aye, there is no other place or castle like it…. I'm sure your mother would be proud to know you have come to her place of birth, it is good to have fellow Stark return to Winter-Fell…" Lord Stark replied, mentioning my mother whom I had spoken about just a while earlier, as we traveled from where he and his men-at-arms traveled to execute a deserter of the Night's Watch, alongside some of his sons and his ward to return to Winter-Fell….
The castle we could currently see surrounded by the city, known as Winter-Town…. The ancestral-seat of House-Stark for centuries upon centuries now, whilst serving as the long-time governmental-center so to say of the house of First-Men descendants and their Kingdom of Winter….
"I'm ready for a nice tankard of mead right about now, a good hot meal would be nice as well…." I stated to the group, as we neared the outskirts of Winter-Town….
"Aye!" Replied three ayes from Theon, Robb, and Jon all at the same exact moment….
Causing Lord Eddard, Rodrick Cassel, and I to all chuckle and laugh a little, all in synchronization similar to what the younger men did when they made their same-timed replies….
"A beautiful scenery, watching the common folk going about their busy day, mingling amongst one another as they go about their day's work…." I said, watching and remembering every detail about the medieval-looking settlement of Winter-Town….
"M'lord!" Shouted the peasantry at Lord Eddard, as our group made our way to the castle, traveling through the settlement as the commoners waved and greeted their liege-lord, who rode a stallion at the head of our little convoy….
"Happy townsfolk, a telltale-sign of a good and honorable liege-lord, your people love and respect you Lord Stark…." I said to Eddard, as I noticed the happy rough-faced townspeople whilst we traveled to the gates of Winter-Fell….
Winter-Fell being a humongous stone-walled enclosed castle, standing tall and mighty watching over these lands, as if it were a guardian-angel spreading it's wings over and protecting it's people from the harsh unforgiving Northern-Landscape…
"I would not trade them for anything, they are one of the reasons or things that make the North such a beautiful place…." Replied the Warden of the North, as he smiled what seemed like a smile, which was more like a small smirk for the cold-face Lord….
"Father! Puppies!" A short and petite girl who could not be much older than ten years of age shouted, as we entered the main-courtyard of the Stark's Ancestral-Castle….
"Arya, one of the puppies will be yours, you all will feed and raise your pups till the day they die, then you will bury them yourselves like the Warg-Kings of our family in times of old…." Spoke Lord Stark, as he replied to his excited and ecstatic youngest-daughter named Arya Stark….
"Wow! Are you a giant?" Arya shouted, towards my direction as her eyes locked onto mine, asking me if I were a giant….
"Arghahaha, no little princess, I am just a rather large man, I guess I might be a small-giant, we can call me that haha!..." I replied after laughing a little, informing Arya I was indeed not a giant, but just a bigger-sized man….
"You might be taller than Greatjon and he is the tallest man I've ever seen…" Replied the young girl, speaking of one of my favorite characters of this universe, Greatjon Umber one of the High-Noble Patriarchs of the Northern-Houses…
"I'm sure there might be bigger men out there, but I'm sure they are nowhere near as swift as me, or near as deadly as me, little wolf-princess…." I told Arya, whilst smiling a wide friendly smile at her, hopefully coming off as a fun guy, and not seem so much like a giant armored killer kind of person….
"Can you teach me to fight? I want to learn how to fight too!" Arya asked with words full of excitement and hope, whilst she flipped her head back and forth, switching from looking me in the eyes, to looking back and forth between her father and I….
"If you attend all your other lessons, I will speak to your mother on the matter…." Lord Stark replied to his youngest daughter, causing her to jump in excitement shouting in her hopes of finally learning to fight like her brothers get to….
"If your mother and father agree, I would be most honored to teach a princess of the Kings of Winter sharing my expertise in combat and knowledge in the art of war…." I said to Arya, whilst clasping my hands on my forearms and bowing towards her, performing my form of a warrior's gesture or greeting….
"Welcome to my family's home, Wulf…. My wife Catelyn should have the kitchens preparing a meal for us, I can have our seamstress tailor a large enough outfit for you to wear, after we enjoy the hot-springs and bathe…." Lord Stark said, informing of his wife's name, whilst letting me know I could enjoy a nice and relaxing hot-bath in the hot-springs of the castle….
"That would be most appreciated, Lord Eddard…. A nice hot bath after getting out of this armor, sounds spot-on for me, you have my thanks…." I replied, following the man into the stone-walled halls of the grand medieval-castle….
After entering the guest-room shown to me by a maid or female-servant of the castle, I removed my heavy-armor, that is not as heavy as it appears….
A full set of flexible scale-like armor, crafted with focus on maneuverability and flexibility whilst offering maximum protection for it's wearer or wielder… Smithed from an unknown, hard, cold steel-like metal, as the light reflected off the dark shimmering metal….
Once I was unarmored and wearing my only outfits besides my armor, a set of fine silken clothes I was wearing underneath my set of armor, when I was first spat out of the wormhole that deposited me in the Northernmost-Kingdom on the continent of Westeros….
The same maid, who I learned is named Clara, led me to the hot-springs to watch me unclothe and reveal my majestic Greek-sculpture looking body….
Causing the young maid to visibly blush or go a little pink in the coloring of her face, as she collected the fine-silken clothes I just removed before entering the hot-waters of the hot-spring pond, unveiling my large and lordly cock and balls, to swing as the maid-servant watched me enter the nice and hot waters, to bathe and clean myself for the first time on the first-day of my new and second-life, that I will be living here in the fictional-world of Game-Of-Thrones….
"Clara come her dear, I wish to taste your lips…." I told the woman, whom I had the sudden urge to impregnate and fill with wolf-seed, that is so potent and virile she will be can pregnant with only one load of my sperm and possible-future children, after I fill her womb and pussy with my seed….
"Umm, yes M'lord, right away…" The decently attractive woman replied, as she did as I commanded…. This medieval-world will have it's perks it seems, quite soon in my time here I am already enjoying myself, quite a lot actually indeed….
"Would you like for me to fill you with my seed?" I couldn't help but ask, in my medieval 'come-here wench talk….
"If that would please you M'lord, I am here to serve you Lord Wulf…." She replied as I started taking her clothes, right off of her with my paws and fangs, revealing a slim and seductive body, making me fully erect and ready to do some damage to this fair and fine-maiden's cunny-hole….