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Jon heard the fury of the fighting, along with the battle songs of the dwarves and the inhuman cackling of goblins.

Still weak from the poison of the previous battle, he was somewhat groggy; Jon tried to get up but felt a warm body cuddled next, rubbed his eyes, and saw the calm face of Rhaenys Targaryen, who was currently using his chest as a pillow. Seeing the fierce and aggressive Princess with such a calm and happy expression brought great pride to Jon, knowing that he left her like this.

"She looks so calm ... tis a crime i don't see her smile so sweetly more often... Well, it's time to get up ... If someone discovers us" Jon thought nervously and decided to lay a kiss upon Rhaenys's forehead bringing a smile to her face.

"Rhaenys. Rhaenys, wake up," Jon said softly.

"Mmmm," replied the Princess, hugging him tighter.

"Rhaenys, we must get up... The dwarves will be expecting us to rejoin the fighting soon," Jon said with amusement.

At that moment, Rhaenys opened her eyes and looked around only to realize that she was naked, lying on the chest of an equally naked Jon Snow; when she saw him, the memories of the previous night came back to flooding back causing her face to turn a lovely shade of scarlet.

She, Princess Rhaenys Targaryen, daughter of Prince Rhaegar Targaryen and Princess Elia Martell ... She had lost her virginity to the bastard son of Eddard Stark, the son of one of the men responsible for the downfall of her family, who separated her from her brother Aegon, someone she had hated threatened and tried to kill on one occasion ... And last night ... She seduced him without hesitation ... Why? ... Could it be that he is attractive? There is no doubt about it; he was firm but gentle, compassionate but stubborn ... Kind and adventurous ... But above all, Jon is loyal, loyal to his friends ... And to his family, although according to Arianne, those he once called family had abandoned him for the promise of a crown.

How could she not be smitten with a man such as that? ... however, if she admitted it to herself, her attraction to Jon started from the night she discovered that he was the son of Ned Stark; after the conversation with her grandmother, Rhaenys had begun to let go of her grudge against Jon and ... something about him began to get her attention ... There was something... something intense that was drawing her towards him and even though she had resisted it time and again... but last night her resolve had crumbled...

"But you did something else ... You gave him your maidenhead even though he was a bastard ... You ruined any opportunity to build an alliance through marriage as no lord will want spoilt goods, so to speak... Not to mention Arianne will not be happy that you slept with him. What a cousin you turned out to be ... You betrayed both of your families when you gave yourself to a mere bastard"

Said the implacable voice of her conscience ... But the reality is that Rhaenys was not paying attention because, at some point, she pounced on Jon and began to kiss him fiercely.

"Rhaenys we must rise, the others may have need of us," Jon said, amused.

"I know ... But I don't want ... I don't want this moment to end ..." Rhaenys said with a hint of sadness as she was forced to accept the cruel reality, a reality in which she must consider Jon as someone untrustworthy or in the at best as unworthy to be her consort.

"I understand, my lady ... but ... What happened ... I will never regret last night," Jon said solemnly.

"Neither do I," Rhaenys replied with complete honesty.

"But I betrayed Arianne, and I truly love her; she is my eternal star..."

Jon's words caused Rhaenys to laugh because she understood that he was worried that Arianne would leave him. Rhaenys had gotten to know her cousin very well; Arianne would be upset, but she wouldn't try and sleep with a man to repay him in kind ... Just remembering the times that she got to hear her cousin moan the name of Jon in her dreams or the expression full of love that she had on her face when Jon approached gave her some understanding of the affection the lady of Dorne felt for him.

Her cousin was deeply and entirely in love with Jon ... She won't leave him for this, of that Rhaenys was altogether sure.

... But it doesn't mean we did well ... And my aunt Daenerys won't be happy either ... What happened between Jon and me...? It will change everything for us ...

For several minutes they both put on their clothes and armor in silence; however, Jon realized that Rhaenys was taking a rather long time to get dressed, and on more than one occasion, she turned to see him out of the corner of her eye when she confirmed that she had his attention she blew him a kiss and winked leaving Jon flushed and uncomfortable as his armor became far too tight.

... This woman will be the death of me ... Trying to provoke a wolf, if we don't get out of here quickly ... I'm going to take her again ...

That's what Jon understood what Rhaenys intended.

… What if? … well, my dear dragon two can play at that game…

At that moment, Jon approached Rhaenys and hugged her gently but firmly by the waist and whispered in her ear, drawing a groan from the Targaryen Princess.

"If you continue like this, Rhaenys, I won't be able to hold back," Jon said, gently biting the Princess's ear, causing her to bite her lower lip and close her eyes in pleasure.

"Jon ... Please ... The others can wait a little longer... I need you .."

"Really? Why would a Targaryen Princess still need a bastard?" Jon said this time, kissing a very soft spot on the neck, causing Rhaenys to moan uncontrollably.

"But unfortunately, we must go now," Jon said, taking his hammer, walking quickly away from the stunned Princess who at first seemed disoriented but then, realizing that Jon had defeated her, gripped the mithril axe that she borrowed and held it to his lower regions smirking when she saw the look of worry on her lover's face.

"You're going to pay dearly for this, Jon, you'll see," Said a blushing and sweat-soaked Rhaenys, who promised with a crooked smile that shook Jon.

... I may have gone too far ...

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Both left the infirmary to find the corridors empty along with the corpses of orcs everywhere, and with the occasional dwarf smattered in blood and gore, it was a grim sight.

That vision enraged Jon, who gripped his hammer with newfound strength and vowed to kill every last fucking orc for this transgression.

"It doesn't seem like they're here…" Rhaenys said with her axe at the ready.

"We must be careful and head to the forges... It appears to be midday already, but the sounds of battle indicate that the orcs have breached the citadel," Jon said with authority, and Rhaenys nodded.

For the next few minutes, they cautiously walked down the path to the forges, finding nothing but traces of battle.

... It's very strange ... We should have met someone by now ... Jon thought, becoming more and more nervous at the eerie silence.

It was there that they were finally found a group of dwarves trying to hold the forges; among them was Loras and Robar, both covered in the gore of a days' worth of battle though these orcs appeared much different to those they fought in the dale, this group of orcs was far taller and broader than the grotesque creatures they wore mail and bore stout shields and scimitars of iron. Unlike the other skirmishers who wielded iron and rusted blades and spears. Leading the bodyguard was the most immense creature Jon and Rhaenys had ever seen; he was a vast orc-chieftain, almost as tall as Clegane, clad in black mail from head to foot; his broad flat face was smart, his eyes were like coals, and his tongue was red; he wielded a great spear.

His friends and the dwarves fighting the group of orcs looked exhausted and bruised, so Jon and Rhaenys threw themselves into the fray without hesitation, and Jon began crushing chests and heads like a maddened demon.

"JON!" Shout Loras, excited to see his friend was not felled by the orc's foul poison.

"Are you well, Brother?" Robar Asked before cleaving the head of another orc.

"Yes, I'm as strong as an Auroch's ... What has happened? Where are the others?" Jon asked, smashing an orc's neck with the hammer.

"Black Orcs from Mordor, when the sun came up most of those bastards fled, but the rest had already managed to get in here, and they spread like a plague so that we divided into several parties to hunt them all, but it seems they have no end" Grunted Robar as he slashed the neck of another orc.

"What happened to my cousin and my aunt?" Rhaenys asked, concerned for her family as she cut off the head of an orc that tried to stab her.

"It seems they did not leave the main halls, so they must be safe, the orcs tried to gain access, but the dwarves reaped a terrible toll upon them, " Loras replied as he cut another goblin in half.

"What a relief," Rhaenys said, thinking of her family.

"Don't get distracted, fools!" They were rebuked by a dwarf covered in black blood and earth; when they saw him, they realized that it was Rafnuff who pointed with his ax at the monstrous Chieftain who leaped into the chamber; behind him, his followers clustered in the doorway.

"That must be the head of the horde ... If we kill him ... The others will scatter like leaves in the wind," Rafnuff said.

"How do you know who the chieftain is?" Loras asked.

"No orc has tried to turn on him or steal his weapon; that means they are afraid of him, enough not to try anything stupid with him."

At that moment, the orc began to laugh a horrible laugh.

"A group of dwarves and some human children ... I shall use your bones to pick my teeth!" He said, throwing himself at Jon and the others.

The Chieftain attacked with the speed of a striking snake. He charged into the Company and managed to batter Loras and nearly beheaded Robar with his spear; Jon realized that his friends were weary from the days fighting and could not hope to match the Orcish Chieftain.

"They already did more than enough ... They risked their lives in battle while I lay with Rhaenys ... What I will do now is not for glory ... Far from it ... It is retribution ... It is time for me to risk my life" Jon thought nobely. 

"Leave this bastard to me," Jon said confidently as the others looked at him dumbfounded.

"Are you mad?" Loras asked incredulously.

"Jon, don't," Rhaenys said, her voice laced with concern.

At that moment, the orc resumed its attack, and Jon lunged at it, stopping the attack with his hammer. The thunderous sound echoed through all the corridors, and everyone stopped to watch the fight between Jon and the orc chieftain. Loras and Robar wanted to help, but thirst and extreme exhaustion finally caught up with them, and they fell to their knees, utterly spent.

"Damn it ..." Loras cursed. He could only watch transfixed as his brother in arms dueled the orcish chief.

Jon threw himself towards the Chieftain with great ferocity and with an almighty swing the wild wolf shattered the chieftains shield and arm, giving a roar of rage the monster tried to cut his arm but the crudely made spear merely chipped the filigree, Jon quickly grabbed the spear and tried to bring the hammer to bear on the beast chest, but the orc released his spear and fell backward.

Without giving him time to counterattack, Jon lunged at him furiously and hit him with his hammer, but to his shock, the orc blocked the blow with his arms protected by black armor, which was dented.

Then with great strength, the Chieftain of the orcs grabbed Jon by the throat and threw him towards the wall leaving him dazed and confused; the fear of Jon's friends and Rhaenys turned to horror when due to the force of the impact caused one of the torches on the wall to spill its contents onto Jon's unprotected face.

Robar and Rhaenys tried to help, but the orc chief retrieved his spear and stopped them before they could reach Jon, and his foul bodyguard once more started to charge forward, hoping to stop the dwarves from reaching their fallen comrade. Jon's screams were heard throughout the hall while the orc chief cackled with sickening glee.

Hearing her lover scream in such a way while the beast responsible taunted him enraged Rhaneys; she tried to split his skull with her axe, but alas, the Chieftain was far too quick, and she only cleaved his spear in twain; it was then that the orc kicked her in the stomach, knocking her to the ground. The beast was about to leave her head off, but Robar managed to prevent the Chieftain from killing her, but the creature had taken Rhaenys mithril axe and used it to parry the vale knights blow, and while Robar was a mighty warrior exhaustion had slowed his mind, and he was thrown to the ground by the force of the creatures blows.

"Say goodbye, worm," Said the orc raising the Mithril axe when suddenly he let out a yelp of pain as his knee was shattered by a great golden hammer.

Robar looked up to see his savior; it was Jon, his face unmarred by any burns but cloaked in a visage of utter fury.

"Jon? but what?" Said Robar surprised to see Jon without any burn on his face or neck except for his skin that had acquired a slight pink hue. But Jon did not answer and forced the brutish creature to face him as an equal. After a long, brutal contest of strength, Jon disarmed the Chieftain and brought the ancestral Warhammer of the Dwarf Kings down upon his head, destroying his skull utterly.

For a few moments, no one, not even the orcs who were still alive, said anything when they saw the scene, however when Jon charged towards them, the orcs began to flee, but the dwarves and Loras fell upon them with renewed strength and slaughtered the foul goblins with ease, their discipline broke upon the death of their Chieftain.

Jon helped Robar to his feet and then went to do the same with Rhaenys, who was looking at him in amazement to see that he did not have any burns on his face.

"You were smothered by hot coals and ash though you bear not burns, how is that possible?" Rhaenys said, gently touching Jon's skin and checking that even though it was hot from the fire, it was still just as warm as she remembered.

"I don't know, I could feel the heat of the fire ... But it was more of a shock than true pain when I realized I was fine; the orc had already cornered Robar; I couldn't hesitate and risk my friend's death."

"Yes, well-done boy, your victory over that scum will be remembered in these lofty halls." They all turned back and saw Loras and the dwarves listening to Jon's explanation about why the fire did not affect him.

"Jon, you never told me about your immunity to fire," Loras said, annoyed.

"It has always been the case Loras; I have never ... been burned," said Jon, still not accepting his newfound ability, and to make sure it was not a dream, he removed his gauntlet and placed his hand over a lit forge in front of everyone's astonished gaze, only to leave it there for several minutes without expressing pain until he finally brought his out in front of everyone. Rafnuff came closer to inspect his hand and could find nothing wrong with him and fixed his gaze on Jon, a look of disbelief and slight admiration.

"Nothing, not even a blister... It's as if Aule has blessed you," The dwarf said in admiration.

No one said anything for a few moments until one of the dwarves spoke.

"We better go back to the heart of the citadel; king Durin and the delegation must be there ... we shall take counsel about what happened here and hopefully find a stiff mug of ale," He said wearily while everyone nodded.

The journey back from the forges was fraught with silence, and Jon could feel everyone's gaze directed at himself though he couldn't... What just happened there? ... Jon didn't know ... But he needed to know; he had never thought much about the fire, but now he could feel a strange affinity with it, and that made him uneasy.

As they journeyed to the main hall, they saw thousands of orc and dwarf corpses strewn about. The smell was almost unbearable, but it filled them with some satisfaction to that for every dwarf slain, there was a horde of thirty goblins by their side. Jon and Rhaenys made sure to cut the necks of any orc corpses they came across for fear the beast would rise and begin to fight anew.

"Mordor will pay dearly for this," Said one of the dwarves when he saw the corpses of some of his companions.

After those words, no one said anything until they reached the stairs that led them to the main hall where they found nothing but King Durin and Glorfindel both had their weapons and armor soaked with the gore of battle, but they did not seem injured, and that filled him with some relief, that relief didn't last long upon seeing the expression on his master's face.

"Master, it is good to see you uninjured ..." Jon started to say, but Glorfindel made a gesture of silence with his hand.

"Do you understand that you are in a great deal of trouble? Charing an orc horde with no plan nor a vanguard, and as far as I understand, Jon was nearly slain by a poison arrow," The ancient elf said with anger in his eyes. And they all gulped.

"It was my fault, teacher," Loras said humbly.

"And mine too," Rhaenys said, still feeling guilty for what happened to Jon.

Glorfindel only raised one of his eyebrows.

"When we heard the battle horn, I was filled with great courage, I wanted to fight ... I wanted glory, and I risked the lives of my brothers for it since they followed out of love and loyalty," Loras said with shame.

"And I let my lust for the battle affect my judgment when we managed to repulse the orcs from the entranceway, I decided to follow them outside, and Jon went after me to convince me to return, but I did not listen to him, and because of my carelessness, Jon was poisoned taking an arrow that was meant for me, if we hadn't found a healer, Jon would have ... "A horrified Rhaenys could not complete the sentence something that Glorfindel noticed because in all the time he had known them he knew that Rhaenys felt nothing but distrust towards Jon and most of the time treated him coldly, or with outright hostility of she was in a foul mood.

When did she start to worry about Jon's life?

... something happened between them ... Of that, the old elf had no doubts, but that was for another time. Glorfindel gestured, and Rhaenys stopped speaking.

"Rhaenys, what you and Loras did was impulsive and selfish; your thirst for glory and battle could have caused the deaths of countless innocents... But in the end, everything turned out well so that I will let this pass ..." Glorfindel said wearily.

With that comment from their teacher, everyone began to cheer up.

"But I will inform Lord Cirdan about this ..., and he will not be so magnanimous," Glorfindel said with pleasure, seeing the expression of fear on the Westerosi faces.

At that moment, Durin, who had been amused by hearing Glorfindel's reprimand to his students, decided to speak.

"Well, they were indeed very reckless, but I heard that they all showed great fierceness in battle, worthy of Durin's folk. I am grateful to them for coming to the defense of my home, therefore as a reward as well as giving them a feast as it is due ... I offer you wergild from my great horde for services to my people, "Said the king, his eyes glittering like the diamonds of his armor.

While Loras and Robar were excited by the prospect of taking treasures from the glittering horde, Jon was reluctant; he had fought to defend the kingdom of Khazad-Dûm for the friendship and care that the king had shown them, not for a reward, furthermore that he enjoyed the opportunity to learn from the dwarves, but also because his pride did not allow him to abandon a task ... If the king had promised him those treasures when he won them, Jon wanted to earn them not receive them as payment. He was not mercenary fighting for coin and riches.

Sighing, Jon stepped forward and spoke.

"I'm afraid King Durin that I must decline your offer," Jon said to the shock of everyone present.

"You would decline a boon of the lord of Khazad-dum?" King Durin asked in a dangerous voice.

"Jon?" Loras asked, confused.

"I am afraid that yes, I risk my life to defend his kingdom because I consider him a friend and mentor, not for a reward; besides you and I have an agreement, if I want to claim some treasures from your gallery, first I will win them proving my worth As a blacksmith with the lessons that your people have given me, my pride prevents me from abandoning that task, so I must reject them until I fulfill my end of the bargain. " Jon said, staring at the dwarf king who was looking at him with a thoughtful expression.

The king began to approach Jon until he pointed his ax at his neck, and Jon's friends tried to approach him but were stopped by Glorfindel.

"You are stubborn, proud, sullen, and stubborn boy ... I offer you my generosity, and you spit it my face ... Do you know what I think of you now?" Asked King Durin.

"No" was Jon's response expecting disaster.

"What are you ... a real man!" King Durin said, lowering his ax with a massive smile on his face.

"Aren't you upset?" Jon asked, confused.

"Why should I be? You spoke like a true dwarf; we never leave a task unfinished, it is who we are and what we do ... This day you have earned the friendship of Durin IV, mightiest of the dwarf lords., Jon Snow and that is something that many consider more valuable than any treasure in this city, "Said the king with a smile full of pride. It was then that the dwarven lord spoke in a booming voice.

"Mighty is Jon, who saves a Dwarf king from dishonor,

How can I reward him?

A hammer of war, a hammer of iron, which fell from the sky with two tongues of fire,

From the Forge of the Gods,

Worked by Runesmiths,

Ghal Maraz its name, the Splitter of Skulls.

Take it, and the armor with my thanks and friendship, young knight for you shall now be known among my kindred as Jon Heldenhammer.

"It's an honor, your majesty," Jon said, bowing.

"Well, it is enough; now we must burn the dead and tend the wounded, then we feast, we must make haste. Come lord snow," Said the king, satisfied to see Jon's humility, knowing now that the young warrior was not as greedy as many others and was working in the forges for the desire to learn rather than the promise of treasure.

"Of course, as long as there is, stout beer and strawberry tarts," Said Jon satisfied following the king.

"Hahaha ... Of course," replied the funny king.

The entire exchange was watched by Jon's friends, Glorfindel, Rhaenys, and the dwarves, who couldn't believe how easily Jon became friends with King Durin.

... Lord Cirdan, you are right; this young man is extraordinary... It is not only because he has the favor of the Valar or because of the gifts they have given him ... It is the ease with which he wins the friendship of others, a little time with him and no matter who that person is or what race he belongs to, but he will become fast friends, even someone as stubborn as Lord Durin was taken by the young knight ... Jon Snow you will be someone extraordinary .... Glorfindel thought with surprise and admiration.

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After climbing the stairs, Jon and the others met with the retinue of elves of King Gil-galad, and with them were Arianne and Daenerys, who upon seeing Jon threw themselves at him with tears in their eyes to the jealousy of Rhaenys.

"You are stupid ... why did you go out to fight the orcs?" Said a tearful Arianne burying her head in Jon's chest.

"And we found out that they poisoned you. Do you know what it was like for us to know that and not be able to go help you? .. You are an irresponsible Jon," Daenerys said with puffy eyes.

Jon was overwhelmed by both Princesses until Rhaenys decided to intervene as she was responsible for his misery.

"Auntie, cousin ... Don't be mad at Jon ... I ventured outside foolishly hoping to slay the horde myself ... He merely followed me to save me from my stupidity, but Jon took an arrow that was meant for me. I'm Sorry, "Rhaenys said with genuine remorse.

Both Arianne and Daenerys watched Rhaenys in surprise that quickly turned to anger, knowing that her stupidity had nearly cost Jon his life; they were about to tear into Rhaenys for her careless attitude. Still, to their surprise, Jon stopped them gently by holding their hands.

"Ari...Princess Daenerys, I'm well ... The orcs were defeated, and I killed their leader ... when Lord Cirdan finds out, he will dole out the punishment ... Let's just forget this," Said Jon wearily.

"But…" Daenerys started to say, but Jon's expression convinced her.

"Very Well, Jon," Arianne said, giving her cousin a look that meant "we'll talk later."

"Are you well?" Jon asked both Princesses.

"Yes, we were in King Durin's great hall when we heard the horn of battle," Arianne said.

"If it was at that moment when Lord Glorfindel ordered the retinue of Gil-galad to protect us and King Durin returned to the great hall after the sun rose to slay any orcs who had entered the mine," Daenerys said, looking at both reproachfully at which they both parties looked rather proud at having defended the princesses.

Jon seeing Daenerys's expression seemed so adorable that he started laughing, causing Princess Targaryen to puff out her cheeks in annoyance.

That's when King Durin started coughing to get everyone's attention.

"Well, well, that is all well and good, but how did the westerosi fair against the goblins? I retreated to the main hall after the horde broke; Glorfindel told me it was their first time fighting the abominations", asked King Durin with interest.

Robar being the best speaker among his brothers, recounted the tale, how they were permitted to take weapons and armor from the galleries to fight at the East gate, how they cleared the eastern door before leading a sortie into the Dimrill Dale.

From there, the dwarves told the story of how "The Envoys of the Valar" demonstrated their fierceness in battle, especially Jon, who charged the orcs with such fury that he killed dozens of them before being poisoned protecting Rhaenys.

Both Arianne and Daenerys clung to Jon, one on either side.

Then Jon told the final part of the story about how when he and Rhaenys recovered, they went to look for the others as well as kill any orcs that had remained inside the city; in the end, they found them trapped in the forges surrounded by orcs and how they entered the fray only to face the captain of this dread host an Orc of Gundabad as tall as a giant and though Jon was far greater in skill the Chieftain fought like a caged dog and knocked him into a torch causing hot ash and coals to fall on his face.

As soon as he said this, everyone was surprised.

"But you don't have any burns," Glorfindel said.

Without saying a word, Jon went to one of the torches and placed his right hand on the fire to the amazement of the majority, leaving it there for several minutes until he removed it from the flames and showed it to Glorfindel without blisters or burns, only with the skin of a slight pink tone.

"By the Valar, how is this possible?" Glorfindel said in surprise.

"I have never heard of a man who is immune to fire," King Durin said in surprise.

Everyone observed Jon wholly enraptured by the flames dancing along with his exposed hand, especially Daenerys, who looked at Jon's hand fascinated; the little dragon loved to take boiling baths because otherwise, for her, the water was cold ... But she had never dared to put her hands into an open flame... perhaps she is also immune to fire?

Jon ended his story by telling how he caught the orc chief by surprise and caved in his chest before smashing his head. King Durin was especially pleased to hear of Jon and Rhaenys' fierceness in battle and nodded when Jon finished the story.

"It seems my first impressions of you were wrong. You are great warriors despite your youth; even you, Lady Rhaenys, have a fierceness in battle that could rival any dwarf. Although you are too reckless, "Said the dwarf king praising Rhaenys' courage but denoting her recklessness, but the Targaryen Princess thanked him anyway.

However, Glorfindel had not forgotten what he had seen ... Jon's ability to withstand fire ... It was something he had never seen in all the ages of his life; It seems not There was a choice, he would speak to Lord Cirdan and request his permission to take Jon and the others to Lindon, in addition to sending messengers to Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel, it is time for the envoys of the Valar to meet King Gil -galad his herald Master Elrond.

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After attending the funerals of the fallen, Jon and the others went to King Durin's feast where they ate their fill of meat and beer, and at the request of all, Jon sang a lovely dirge to honor those brave dwarves who did not see the battle's end, throughout the event, Jon exchanged glances with Arianne and Rhaenys, and both Princesses responded to the young Northerner with lustful and provocative looks while biting their lips.

Unfortunately, Arianne noticed this, and knowing her cousin's attraction to Jon, she raised a suspicious eyebrow as she imagined the reason why their hostility had disappeared overnight. Arianne decided to clear up her suspicions and called her cousin to her rooms.

"What's wrong, Arianne? I was trying to eat?" Rhaenys asked, confused.

"Well, dear cousin, I called you here to thank you for taking care of my white wolf; if it were not for you, I would have been a widow even before getting married," Arianne said with genuine gratitude but chose her words to see her cousin's reaction.

Rhaenys's expression was nervous, uneasy, longing, wanting ... And guilty, Arianne had learned to read people long ago, and her cousin's face said a great many things.

... something happened between them ... Arianne thought.

Rhaenys had confessed that since Jon kissed her at King Durin's welcoming feast, she had had fantasies where she forced Jon to please her, something that Arianne had found exciting, so much so that on more than one occasion, the former heir to Sunspear had to satisfy herself by imagining her cousin with her and Jon in bed.

That fantasy leaves her wet and anxious ... But that does not mean that she is happy with her cousin at that moment; Jon is HER'S ... Arianne was not stupid; she knew perfectly well that all her companions from Westeros wanted to take her beloved Jon to their beds, the most obvious being the young Daenerys, her cousin Rhaenys and the mystical Shiera Seastar ... that didn't bother her ... What infuriated her was that they were trying to do so without her permission ... As Rhaenys had done. She will have to teach her beloved cousin a lesson.

"Rhaenys. Did something happen between you and Jon?" Arianne asked this time with total seriousness, and to her surprise, her cousin looked down at her and nodded.

"I ... i'm sorry .. Arianne .. I'm so sorry... I seduced him... And I slept with him," Said her cousin trembling with tears in her eyes.

Arianne just sighed and shook her head.

"I knew it. It was only a matter of time. My white wolf has a peculiar effect on women. I knew you would end up being his lover. It was. Inevitable," Arianne said with a smile.

"Sorry... I know I shouldn't have had something with him without telling you first... It just happened... We didn't plan it," Rhaenys answered,

"I know, but that does not change your mistake .. Cousin, I love you, but you crossed a line ... I will have to punish you accordingly," Said Arianne approaching a nervous Rhaenys with a sinister smile.

"Arianne ..."

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After a beautiful feast in which Jon ate his fill and sang for dwarves and elves, the only thing he wanted was to sleep, but he had received a message from Arianne saying that he wanted to see him in his rooms. Jon's heart sank with guilt at the thought of his passionate night with Rhaenys, he had dishonored his Dornish Princess in the worst way, and he had enjoyed it very, very much ... The worst thing is that when thinking about the softness of her body Rhaenys and in her sweet moans, Jon felt more guilty for having enjoyed it ... And wished for more ... He loves Arianne, he could admit that ... But he also hopes to have Rhaenys as a lover.

... I'm turning into a depraved lecher ... And unworthy of Arianne ... It's just that I can't let Rhaenys go ...

Finally, he arrived at Arianne's rooms, and after touching and hearing the confirmation of his Princess Jon felt his pants shrink at sight:

Arianne was naked on her bed in a highly provocative pose, totally naked with her massive bust exposed and wearing nothing but a gold snake-shaped bracelet, one of the few relics brought from her home.

"It took a long time Jon...I was beginning to think that I would have to take matters into my own hands," Arianne said, purring like a cat. Jon just swallowed hard .. despite everything they've fucked in the time they've known each other, Arianne can still reduce him to a drooling mass effortlessly.

"Mmmm ... Arianne ... I ..." Jon tried to speak, but Arianne stood up and silenced him by placing a finger on his lips.

"I did not call you here to talk. My white wolf. It has been a while since I have felt you inside me. And then I find out that you nearly died, don't talk ... Just kiss me ..." Arianne said, attacking Jon's mouth with ravenous passion. Jon reciprocated her kiss while Arianne hurridly undressed him, and Jon took her to bed.

Jon forgot everything as he lay with his Dornish Princess. They made love for hours to the point where Jon, in a lucid moment, wondered if it was dawn yet ... But Arianne was insatiable, she pleased him in ways that Jon did not imagine possible, and at one point, Jon felt a lot of pain in his muscles and was very thirsty, but his pride prevented him from giving up; no, he will make his lover see the fucking heavens.

Until finally, Arianne was left in bed without moving anymore as her heart pounded so hard it caused her chest to tremble.

"Enough?" Asked Jon with a smug smile.

Arianne just nodded with her face drenched in sweat.

"You are ... an animal," Arianne said, seeing him with a tired smile to which Jon only smiled with pride before feeling the sting of guilt again.

... I love this woman ... more so than Margaery ... I would give my life for her ... And yet I still can't let her cousin go ... I don't deserve her ... Neither of them ... Jon thought of all the women he has loved realizing that it was the first time since Margaery betrayed him that he thought of her without pain, he smiled, because he finally understood that now he loved Arianne Martell, although he bore love for Rhaenys as well and for the other woman who followed him ... But Arianne ... She was unique to him.

"Arianne, I have to tell you something, I ..." But Arianne stopped him with a kiss.

"I know Jon, I know what happened to you and my cousin Rhaenys," He said, arching an eyebrow at a dumbfounded Jon.

"She told you ..." Jon said after a moment.

"Yes"

"You hate me?" He asked fearfully, which Arianne just laughed at.

"My beloved silly Jon, I just made love to you with all my heart and passion, and you ask that?" Asked Arianne, amused.

"I don't understand," said a confused Jon.

"You know nothing, Jon Snow, I honestly thought our 'encounters' were getting somewhat formulaic ... So, I thought about adding ...' More 'spice,'" Arianne said with a mischievous smile.

"Seasoning?" Jon asked, getting nervous.

Without saying a word, a still naked Arianne stood up and went to a closet that was ajar and opened the doors to reveal a bare, gagged, and bound Rhaenys who was rubbing her thighs together furiously as well as being drenched in sweat and staring blankly at them her eyes glazed in lust.

"Arianne ..." Jon couldn't say anything about the shock.

"Rhaenys had recently confessed to me that she wanted to take you to bed, I liked the idea, but I told her that I should think about it, but my cousin went behind my back and fucked you without me giving her the go-ahead ... I didn't like that, so I decided ... Apply a corrective measure," Arianne said taking one of Rhaenys's breasts and squeezing her nipple, Rhaegar's daughter released a moan muffled by the bandage in her mouth.

Jon gulped as he felt his member regain strength, and when Rhaenys saw him, she tried to go towards him, but the ropes prevented her from doing so much to Arianne's amusement.

"Oh cousin, how does it feel to be here ... So close to the instrument of your pleasure ... And at the same time so far? ... Maybe if I take this away from you, tell us.

Arianne removed the bandage from her cousin's mouth, and she was able to release the moans that she had tried to scream since Arianne locked, bound, and gagged her.

"Jon, please ... help me ... I need ... I need you ..." Said a Rhaenys about to be consumed by lust. But Arianne shook her head in amusement.

"Cousin, Cousin, don't you understand? You're in this situation because you took what was mine without my permission ... And you're doing it again ... You're a bad girl ... But I'm not cruel; you've already suffered enough ... So, I'll give you some comfort."

"Arianne?" Jon asked, excited and confused as his Dornish Princess looked at Jon with a smirk before getting on her knees and tracing her fingers along Rhaenys soaking pussy.

"Cousin, what are you doing?" Rhaenys asked nervously.

"I know I don't have Jon's ability. But I've practiced... Let me help you, cousin," Arianne said before licking Rhaenys's pussy, making the princess moan so loud that Jon wouldn't be surprised if all the dwarves in Khazad-dum had heard them; for several minutes, Arianne licked and sucked the juices from her cousin's pussy and at one-point Rhaenys used her legs to hold Arianne's head in that place, who just kept licking Rhaenys's pussy.

"Arianne ... Cousin ... I'm going ... Finish," Rhaenys said, about to scream with pleasure, but that only made Arianne lick with more intensity until Rhaenys came on her cousin's face amid screams and moans. Now satisfied, a stunned Rhaenys released her cousin's head from between her thighs.

"Mmmm, you know well, my dear cousin ... You have a bittersweet taste," Arianne said as she took the drops of the juices from Rhaenys pussy to her tongue in front of an increasingly excited Jon.

At that moment, Arianne stood up and looked at her lover and her cousin seriously.

"Well, that's it, this is what we'll do .. Rhaenys, you disrespected me by seducing my white wolf without permission ... I was going to give it to you, you know?"

"How?" A surprised Jon asked, looking at both Princesses in disbelief.

"Oh yes, my cousin has been desperate to get you to her bed ever since you kissed her at that party, and after admitting it, I told her I'd think about what the three of us could do together ... But you seem to have gone behind my back... So, she needed to be punished ... And as for you ... Well ... you're lucky to be so pretty, "Arianne said, approaching Jon and kissing him.

Jon could taste Rhaenys on Arianne's lips, which only made him more excited, but when something was going to happen, Arianne stopped.

"What's going on?" Jon asked, confused.

"That's enough. Untie my cousin and go ... I want to sleep," Arianne said with satisfaction at seeing Jon's expression.

"What? .. Ari..No..No .. You can't leave me. Like this," Jon said, pointing to his member, which was standing all full attention, but Arianne laughed.

"Did you think that Rhaenys is the only one who would be punished? Listen to me well Jon, when you leave, I will let you give my cousin a goodbye kiss, just one ... And then you will leave her alone until we return to the Grey Havens ... If you can keep your lust in check ... We can talk about our future together with the three of us ... And the rest of the ladies too "Arianne said that last with resignation and annoyance.

"What if we don't?" Jon asked, only for his beloved Arianne to approach him with no emotions on her face.

"I will leave you ... Forever," Arianne said so coldly that Jon instantly knew she was serious.

... She is completely serious ... She is willing to accept my relationship with Rhaenys and apparently with the others ... But she wants to be sure that I do not use her and the others just to fuck ... She wants to see if I can truly love them all ... This is not one of Arianne's devious games ... It's a true test of confidence ... Jon thought, surprised and determined. And he nodded and then released Rhaenys, who had also heard everything ... And agreed with her cousin.

Jon released Rhaenys, and the three dressed in silence, and Rhaenys only saw how they both kissed with desire ... And with love ... And for a moment she was envious of both ... She wanted Jon to kiss her ... With love not just passion and lust. And Rhaenys eyes widened in surprise as she understood what she wanted.

... Me too ... I don't just want to fulfill my fantasy ... I want him to love me ... I want Jon to fall in love with me ...

Rhaenys just wanted to laugh at the irony ... She had fallen completely, deeply, and irretrievably in love with the man who had separated her from her brother Aegon, with a man she had hated and tried to kill on one occasion but was stopped by her grandmother and Ashara Dayne ... And now she ended up falling in love with him.

Rhaenys still remembered her stay on the island of Ulmo and how at that time, she couldn't believe that Arianne had fallen in love with Jon.

... And I ended up doing the same ... Rhaenys thought wryly.

At that moment, Jon and Arianne parted to take a breath, and they felt whole.

"You are perfect," Jon said after a moment, and his beloved smiled like a cat.

"Thank you, but you both better go ... Because if not we will all end up in bed ... And what I told you is serious ... If you can't keep your word. Jon... You .."

But now, it was Jon who silenced her by placing a finger on her lips.

"I know ... I know why you want it that way ... It will be difficult ... Very difficult ... But I will ... For you, to show you that you and Rhaenys are much more than just sex to me," Said Jon kissing her lips, and Arianne was glad to hear his promise.

"So, remember ... You can kiss her goodnight ... But just that, Rhaenys, the same goes for you," Arianne said to her cousin, who only looked at them with envy and desire in her gaze; however, Rhaenys also nodded.

"So ... Good night," Arianne said, separating from Jon and going back to her bed alone while he and Rhaenys left their room. Neither of them spoke on the way to Rhaenys's bedroom door.

"Thanks for joining me, Jon, now you do excuse me ..." She couldn't finish speaking when Jon took her by the arms and pushed her against the wall and began to assault her mouth, a surprised Rhaenys couldn't react in time, and for a few moments Jon did what he wanted with his mouth, more when she regained consciousness, Rhaenys began to return the kiss with the same passion and despair.

They kissed until their lips ached, and despite Rhaenys's temptation to take Jon. She remembered Arianne's words and managed to control herself.

"You wasted our only kiss," Rhaenys said with a smile.

"I know but being close to you ... makes me lose my mind ... to desire," Jon said, catching his breath, to which Rhaenys smiled with pleasure.

"Oh well, in that case. I must go back to my room...If you want me so much ... Maybe my honor is in danger of being near a wolf as ravenous as yourself," Said the Targaryen Princess laughing at Jon.

"Perhaps, but you enjoy it, Princess," Jon said, smiling and moving away from Rhaenys, who was only biting her lips to provoke him.

They did not realize a Princess with silver hair and violet eyes watched everything, with jealousy, anger, and indignation.

... That ... Hypocrite ... And liar ... She made fun of Jon for being a bastard ... And now she became his lover.,. And Arianne allowed it ... This will not stay like this... I will not let myself be defeated by those two, nor by Ashara Dayne and Shiera Seastar ... I am also a dragon ... I take what I wish ... I'll make Jon love me; I know he will have lovers, but I will become the most beloved.

Daenerys Targaryen entered her room in silence and full of anger at the hypocrisy of her niece ... But full of determination, the white wolf will know of her love and return it with equal passion.

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In the following days, several expeditions were made in search of orc burrows through the Dimrill Dale Valley in which Jon, Loras, and Robar participated with great zeal; thanks to those expeditions, they got to know that valley, also known as Azanulbizar or Nanduhirion like the back of their hands, especially Robar who seemed nostalgic recalling his travels with his father Yonh Royce along with his brothers and sister Ysillia through the stony paths of the Valley of Arryn.

On their travels, the dwarves, as a token of friendship, took them to see Lake Mirrormere, which they called Khaled-zâram Less than a mile away, and a little below them, for they still stood high up on the west side of the dale, there lay a mere. It was long and oval, shaped like a great spearhead thrust deep into the northern glen, but its southern end was beyond the shadows under the sunlit sky. Yet its waters were dark: a deep blue like clear evening sky seen from a lamp-lit room. Its face was still and unruffled. About it lay a smooth sward, shelving down on all sides to its bare unbroken rim.

In addition to the lake, they were taken to visit the monument known as Durin's Rock, a sacred site for the dwarves; according to legends, after Durin I "The Deathless" awoke far to the north in Mount Gundabad, He traveled south until he reached that lake. He looked down and saw a crown on his head, being the reflection of the stars in the sky, even though it was daytime, and the stars should not have been visible. Taking the crown as a sign, he founded the great city of Khazad-Dûm below the mountains that fed Mirrormere, the Rock of Durin was built in commemoration of the event.

Jon and the others were honored that the dwarves taught them in their people's traditions and culture, even more so knowing how distrustful their race was. The only problem was that his departure to the Gray Havens had been delayed until they confirmed that there were no traces of the horde of orcs, Jon was fascinated by this because it allowed him to continue improving in the smithies, but he knew that he could not match the skill of the orcs. Dwarves in the matter, not even the most skilled Noldor could accomplish such a feat, but he was determined to win those treasures for his ladies, whatever the cost.

Until the day came when they had to leave, Jon had enjoyed his time in Khazad-dûm, he had made friends, seen and learned wonders and incredible things, he had loved and been loved by two beautiful Princesses... Yes, coming to Khazad- dûm was one of the best decisions Jon Snow made in his life. These memories would stay with him throughout his long life.

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"Mmmm ... It's not so bad, without a doubt they have improved and put a lot of effort into it ... It still has many flaws, clearly it is not noticeable that it was not manufactured by dwarf hands, but it certainly exceeds the common work of men. Splendid armor," King Durin said, acting as the final judge of Jon, Loras, and Robar's work.

Knowing that their time was running short and that none of the three could fulfill their part of the task. The three friends decided to unite their talents to forge a breastplate of iron inlaid with golden thread. It shone like the forges' pale flame; it was just as when they built a swan boat hoping to impress their mentor.

They were all gathered in the forges of Khazad-dûm to see the work of the knights of Westeros; the judge was, to everyone's surprise, King Durin himself, who was much more thorough than Rafnuff, the king was about to pick over every flaw of their craft. Jon, Robar, and Loras were sweating profusely, and it wasn't because of the heat.

King Gil-galad's entourage along with Glorfindel and the Westerosi Princesses were genuinely impressed by the work of Jon and the others; they went to great lengths and took advantage of the additional time in Khazad-dûm to be able to accomplish something extraordinary. by the standards of the Children of Aulë ... It was no less impressive when you consider their time as blacksmiths.

King Durin examined the armor and finally took a step back and nodded.

"Excellent work to all three; their talent does not equal our people or the Noldor ... But without a doubt, they have what it takes to be blacksmiths; it is a pity that they cannot stay longer, but the doors of Khazad-dûm will always be open for you friends of the dwarves, " King Durin said with a smile as he stroked his long silver beard.

Jon, Loras, and Robar all smiled as they were flattered by the king, and the Princesses approached them to celebrate their success, while Glorfindel came King Durin to express their appreciation for his lessons.

"You don't have to thank me, Master Glorfindel, those boys are special ... They really are ... Especially Jon Snow. One of Ilúvatar's youngest sons immune to fire, I still can't believe it," Said the old king.

"Yes, I do not know anyone among the Calaquendi, Moriquendi, or the children of Aulë with such skill. Perhaps the sharp mind of Master Elrond or the wisdom of the Lord and Lady of the Light can help us to understand this skill," Glorfindel said without taking his eyes off him, still happy Jon celebrating with his friends.

"Yes, and I would appreciate it if you would ask Gil-galad and Cirdan for me to keep me informed about what these boys are doing... In a short time, they have been here, they have already won the friendship of all my city," Said the king with a smile.

"I will rest assured, Your Majesty," Glorfindel said with a smile.

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Finally, after celebrating their success, King Durin took them to the golden gallery, where they began to choose various treasures.

Jon wasted no time and went to look for the pieces he had chosen for each of his ladies, but when he came to look for the amethyst earrings for Lady Ashara, he did not find them where he had seen them the last time, and he began to search. Until he caught everyone's attention, and soon he was up to torso in gold and gems, he finally found them.

"Jon?" Asked a curious Daenerys.

"I'm fine; I found what I was looking for," Jon said, hiding the clay and other jewels in a leather bag because he wanted to surprise everyone when they reached the Gray Havens.

... What was he looking for with such fervor? ... They all wondered at the same time except for King Durin, who had noticed everything that Jon took and sighed tiredly when he understood that he wanted to woo several women at the same time.

... I will never understand the race of men ...

Finally, the king and his council saw them off at the Western Gates of their domain at the first sunrise and asked them to visit them again soon to which Jon accepted with great joy and after a last look at King Durin and his dwarves, Westerosi, and the elf entourage set out.

The return trip was much shorter and more comfortable because they now knew the road through the mountains (although it was still dangerous), but overall, it was relatively short and pleasant.

However, Daenerys Targaryen was not happy with the way things developed in Khazad-dûm, Jon had taken her niece Rhaenys as a lover, and the hypocritical bitch had enjoyed it; you only had to look at the expression of anxiety and desire on her face Every time she saw Jon, the bitch rubbed her legs desperately as she bit her lips.

But for some reason, they never did anything else in their time in the domain of King Durin, which Dany found very suspicious; worse was the same, she was again left behind in her fight for Jon and for the first time did not know what she should do, she was not an exquisite beauty like Ladies Ashara and Shiera nor was she a warrior like Arianne and Rhaenys.

There she understood ... They are warriors! Arianne is skilled and deadly with the spear, and Rhaenys is quite skilled with her axe... If Daenerys learned to use a weapon and showed her courage in battle, Jon would probably look at her more... Now she just had to choose the weapon in question.

Daenerys knew that she had no skill with the sword, the spear and the axe would only draw comparisons between her, Arianne and Rhaenys, so she remembered that she had once tried to use a bow at Sir William Derry's house when she and Viserys were in the care of him ... and although she only used it once, she hit the bullseye several times. Unfortunately, she could not continue practicing because she was discovered by her cruel brother, but she never forgot what she felt when she had a bow in her hands and felt the string on her fingers.

... That's right, I'll ask Lord Glorfindel to teach me how to use a bow, and by showing my courage, Dany thought with satisfaction as she imagined Jon kissing her with the same passion he showed Arianne.

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Finally, after days of travel, all the travelers managed to see the great tower of the Gray Ports and smelled the salt of the sea, Jon meanwhile was eager to give the jewels to the ladies and hastened his step since he also wanted to tell Lord Cirdan everything that he had learned in the forges of Khazad-dum.

Again, the marble roads were lined with throngs of elves; when they reached the entrance, they could see Lord Cirdan there with Queen Rhaella, Lady Ashara, and Lady Shiera, who smiled a lot when they saw Jon healthy and whole.

"We have returned, Lord Cirdan," Glorfindel said, getting off his horse.

"Indeed, Glorfindel, although I have been waiting for his return for two weeks," The old elf said, annoyed at their delay.

"Yes, a lot of things happened. I shall tell you of all that we saw and learned."

"Mother," Daenerys said, approaching her mother and hugging her.

"Oh, my little Dragon," Rhaella said, hugging her daughter after being separated from her for many days.

"Queen Rhaella, my Ladies," Jon said, greeting Queen Rhaella and the Ladies Ashara and Shiera, who could not hide their happiness to see Jon safe and sound after many days.

"Hello, Jon," Shiera Seastar said happily.

"You were late," Ashara Dayne said, raising an eyebrow in amusement.

"Yes, many things happened"

"Oh, how convenient a lot happened here too," Ashara said, looking at Jon with a mixture of sadness and seriousness; seeing that expression, Jon knew something had happened.

"What happened?" Jon asked, expecting bad news when he heard two screams.

"JON!" And instantly Jon was shot down by two very familiar girls, both had pale skin, but one of them had beautiful red hair and the other had dark hair like him, as soon as he saw his blue and gray eyes, Jon's heart was hammering in his chest as he knew them well.

"SANSA, ARYA!" Jon shouted, hugging his sisters tightly after not seeing them since he left King's Landing with Loras and Renly, while the three Starks cried with happiness at being reunited after so long.

Notes:

once again thank you to my brillaint co-author great_red