Chapter 5: Adrian Skyryder
Everything was beginning set ready for the feast and its guests. By now every Lord of the North, high and small was coming to Winterfell for the wedding of Adrian Skyryder and Morgana Stark.
In addition of the terms of marrying Morgana Stark, Jon Stark had made Adrian Lord of Moat Cailin and Guardian of the Neck, to guard the entrance of the North from invaders of the South. Adrian recall seeing Moat Cailin before and regarded it to be an utter ruin. It's going to take a lifetime to rebuild it back to its glory, a formidable fortress of the North.
Also, Adrian has time to study the region around Moat Cailin. From what he discovered, Moat Cailin doesn't just guard the causeway, the safe route to travel through the swamps of the Neck. It's also position in a perfect attitude connected to lands that are directed to two seas: the Sunset Seas and the Narrow Seas.
What he really needed to do was created a great Canal, to link the seas together, with Moat Cailin in dominated position. If this achieved, it would revolutionize sea trade and travel, that will help promoted his House as well as the North. Adrian doubt that he would ever do the work in his lifetime, but perhaps one of his descendants would do for him. If he can laid down diagram and outlines.
However, Moat Cailin has a major weakness: its back. While attacking Moat Cailin at the front made be suicidal, its rear is it's ultimate weakness. Everyone in the North knows that. Adrian is going to have find away to rid Moat Cailin of this weakness once he moved it. He was going turn Moat Cailin into the most formidable and impregnable stronghold in the continent.
But the real strength is earning allies. In order for House Skyryder to be safe in its own lands, it needs powerful allies from neighboring Houses. Should he have children with Morgana, they should served as future betrothals to his next door neighbors. Even a powerful House without allies would fallen its enemies in ruins.
Speaking of his bride Adrian turn his thoughts on Morgana Stark. He had been more than a little surprised, when he had met Morgana Stark. He was worried that she was a completely unpleasant one as it is well known for Lords or Kings to try cunningly married their ugly children. Instead Morgana a slender, beautiful young woman, with long brown hair , dark grey eyes, and a long face like her brother. Her eyes radiated a fierceness that reminded Adrian a ferocious wolf. He heard rumors that King Jon's sister was a wild one and is said to have preferred women over men like Rhea Snow, who in turn was great beauty in her own right.
Adrian has two important things to do when married: respect your wife, trust your wife, and always make her happy. He could tell Morgana Stark was not happy over that fact that she is begin handed like a piece of meat. He was going to ensure that she will has no regret of marrying him.
The wedding was begin held in the godswood of Winterfell. It's abundance of trees create a impenetrable sunshade over old, packed earth and humus and moss. Common trees includes ash, chestnut, elm, hawthorn, ironwood, oak, sentinel, and soldier pine. At the center of the grove stands an ancient weirwood with a face carved into it, a heart tree standing over a pool of black water. Across the godswood from the heart tree, beneath the windows of the Guest House, an underground hot spring feeds three small pools, with a moss-covered wall looming above them.
Yet for those who were bred in First Men heritage, the feeling of being in midst in the godswood made them stronger and improving. The Greenseer and Adrian stand by the weirwood tree with seven Griffin eggs of his House. They stood and watch as Jon gently took his sister's arm and lead her over to her soon to be husband.
"Who comes before the old gods this night?" the Greenseer asked, his loud voice ringing through the silence of the dark night.
"Morgana, of the House Stark, comes here to be wed. A woman grown, trueborn and noble. She comes to beg the blessing of the gods. Who comes to claim her?" Jon said in tone for everyone in the Godswood to hear.
Adrian stepped forward and spoke softly. "Adrian, of the House Skyryder. Who gives her?"
"Jon, of the House Stark, King In the North." Jon spoke firmly.
"Morgana of House Stark, do you take this man?" the Greenseer spoke and everyone already knew the answer.
"I do take this man." Morgana said and Adrian stepped forward and gently took her hand, he lead over to the weirwood and they knelt in front of it and everyone was silent as the couple prayed to the gods.
The couple then rose together and Adrian took off Morgana's cloak and wrapped his own, one with the Griffin sewn on to it, around her shoulders signifying that she was under his protection.
The wedding was over and the two were married and while there was no real reason or expectation too, man and wife shared a kiss and for a moment they both saw how this might be a good thing, if they worked at it they could one day, just maybe, be able to love one another.
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The great hall of Winterfell was alive with laughter and singing, the air was filled with the scent of cooked meat, honeyed chicken and baked pies both sweet and savoury. The feast had been going on for nearly an hour now and it showed no signs of slowing down anytime soon. Several lords and ladies were now dancing across the great halls, old and admired songs like the "The Bear and The Maiden Fair" echoing through out the hall.
Adrian was sitting at the main table, on his wife's left side with her brother on her right side. He took a sip of the dark ale in his mug, Mead, that begin served across the feast. Morgana seem to be enjoying her Mead drink and the way she drink was not lady-like. She was on her third mug of Mead and she was drinking it as easily as water, she turned her head and having felt his Adrian's eyes on her and put down the mug.
"Are you enjoying yourself my husband?" She asked with a smile with a positive attitude.
"Just called me Adrian," he requested. "And yes, I'm enjoying myself."
"Then do you care to dance?" Morgana asked him. "I am fairly certain it is common for the bride and the groom to dance at their own wedding."
Adrian was not a good dancer. He was a lot of things: a fighter, a leader, a slayer of Andals. But not a dancer. He could told her no, for the last thing he wanted was to embrace themselves of how terrible a dancer he is.
However Adrian also noticed that she was acting very positive. Why so friendly? Is it because she is not very happy of begin married to man that she does not love? He heard that she and this Rhea were very close and she was not that happy of the arrangement.
Morgana didn't wait for him to give her and answer as she pulls him from the table. The musicians noticed that the two of them had taken to the floor and changed the song. Adrian did not recognise this song for it is new to him.
"It's called Great Griffin of High Heart." Morgana says to him as the two dance the floor.
"The what?" Adrian responded
"Great Griffin of High Heart," Morgana repeated. "It a song of a exiled warrior from the Vale who saved the sacred lands of the Old Gods from the Andal invaders...a song about you!"
"I really don't think it's necessary," Adrian reply honestly.
"Oh it is," Morgana insisted. "Every Lord hear praises you for what you did to those Andals that came to cut down our gods. Plus, they envy because you earn the blessing of from the Old Gods."
"I'm just a simple servant of the Old Gods," Adrien confesses. "Nothing more, nothing less!"
"Are you always this modest?" she questioned on that subject.
"What's wrong of begin modest?" Adrian asked her.
"You killed a lot of men," Morgana says. "Most men seem take pride of how many men they slain."
"I'm not most men," Adrian told her. "I killed for duty, but for the Andals...I admitted it was very personal to me."
"Jon told me you hated the Andals with passion for they driven you from your homeland in the Vale and they killed your father at the Battle of High heat." Morgana recalls.
"You could say that," Adrian replied. "The Andals are the invaders of these great lands. I don't know what made them cross the Narrow Seas to come to Westeros and to commit their outrage. What I do know is that their sacrilege had earn by ire and they deserved know mercy for such action of blasphemy towards the Old Gods."
"Is that why you personally carry out the largest execution at High Heart single handedly?" Morgana asked them on that subject. "Cutting their organs out while they're still alive?"
"I'm sure you heard how the Andals branded me with the name "Bloody-Handed Demon of High Heart"," Adrian confrimed. "Is that why you're hesitating of marrying me?"
"I'm not hesitating!" Morgana reply.
"Not even for Rhea?" Adrian questioned her on that subject.
Morgana hesitaed to reply, until she finally answered "I'm not going to lie to you...I love Rhea with all my heart! And I always will. Yet I only hesitaed a little, but I still remember my duty to my brother. Yet...Rhea still need me, especially..."
She stop, not wanting to continued. Curious, Adrian asked "Is something wrong?"
Again Morgana hesitaed for a moment but before she answered it was when the two of them noticed all the music stopped. One of the Northern lords, an Umber shouted as he raise his drink "I think it's time for the bedding!" Following his shout the hall was soon filled with shouting and cheering.
"Bedding! Bedding! Bedding!" The cheers grew louder and louder. Jon simply sighed and nodded. "Let us bed them!"
Suddenly a whole host of northern women rushed over to Adrian. Surrounding him, they begin dragging, pushing him, into the direction that he was supposed to go. While they're at it, they begin ripping apart his clothes. Eventually they arrived at the bedchambers, two of the women opened the door as the others psuh her in. Moments later, Morgana was shoved in and door closed behind them, leaving them alone.
(Beginning of Lemon Scene)
The two were half naked, their wedding clothes unrepairable. Adrian's breeches were in tact but his doublet and his undershirt were gone leaving only his bare chest. Morgana's wedding dress was in tatters, the bottom part of the gown was completely ripped away leaving nothing but her bare legs. The corset had survived better but that wasn't saying much as it was still tattered and ripped and her breasts were on full display.
They stood there for moment looking at each other. Finally, after a moment that seem forever, they embrace each other kissing and enjoying one another. They did not love one another yet, but they were both married to someone they found very attractive and that made the burden of their duty far lighter.
After the two of them removed the last of their torn clothes, they were totally naked.
Adrian growled and gently lead Morgana over to the bed, he pushed her down on to it gently and climbed on top of her. He pressed their lips together for a moment before he began to kiss down her neck, her chest and her stomach before finally arriving in between his lady wife's thighs. He pressed a gentle kiss to one of them before he turned his attention to her wet entrance.
The next moment, Morgana whined and clutched the feather pillow beneath her tightly, as she felt Adrian invaded and devoured her wet entrance with his mouth and tongue. He press it further and further just to heighten her pleasure that motivated her cries to increased every moment.
"Adrian." She whined. Adrian did not let up, continuing to lap on the outside of her lips for a while before he began to push his tongue into her, looking into her eyes and enjoying ever moan and gasp and half prayer and whimper that he brought out of her.
Adrian licked and sucked and nipped and soon Morgana shook and screamed and Adrian's face was drenched. As Morgana panted to try and get her breath back Adrian pulled away and spread her legs with erection hard and ready. He then sat down on the bed and waited for Morgana to calm down.
Morgana breathed in deep before sitting up and reaching for Adrian's cock which she began to stroke, Adrian closed his eyes and swallowed. Her hands were so soft and gently, he felt like he's going to spill himself soon. It was without warning, Morgana lean forward and took his manhood in her mouth, cause himself to cried out.
She licked and sucked all around his shaft and head, humming to cause pleasant vibrations. Adrian's mind was consumed by the pure pleasure of his mind as he felt his wife pleasuring his cock. It took sheer willpower and focus for not to lose control. Morgana pulled away and smiled up at him and the smile was returned, through it was tired and broken by panting every second.
It was at that moment the two decide to not waste anymore time. Morgana was already wet and Adrian's cock was stiff and ready to be sheathed into Morgana's warmness. He guided himself with ease and placed his cock at the tip of her sex. He gave her one last look before he gave her a chaste kiss as he entered her and thrust forward, bypassing the point of resistance with a quick, sharp thrust, taking away Morgana's maidenhood. He felt Morgana open her mouth to release a yelp of pain but his lips were in the way, but he did feel a shiver of pain roll through her body.
He resisted against his primal instincts to pull out and thrust into her as he felt her tight, warm, pleasurable folds wrap around his cock. He just allowed his cock to stay inside her and allowed Morgana to get used to it. Eventually, she began to stir and wiggled a bit underneath him. He took that as confirmation and began to slowly thrust into her. The look of pain on her face slowly started turning into one of pleasure as he continued to pump into her.
Morgana started moaning quietly as Adrian continued to pump into her, quickening in pace as he found himself unable to hold back. She then wrapped her legs around his waist, her moans started increasing with the thrusts started to become ampify and intense. Adrian started playing with her large breasts that were bouncing up and down in rhythm with each of his thrusts. He lean down bit on a soft nipple which caused his partner to let out a yelp of surprise, pain that slowly turned into pleasure.
Adrian could sense his release was imminent and knew what was coming. He held her close and type as exploded inside of her. Morgana's embrace was iron grip, not intent on letting him go either. The two of them panted in exhaustion for completing the bedding. It was without warning, Adrian turn Morgana around, her rear facing him.
"What are you doing?" Morgana asked, caught off guard of what he's doing.
"I'm not done yet!" he told her while spreading her legs, and moving her into position from behind. He was still hard and he still has enough energy to continue. If keeps this up, she'll be dead tired by morning.
Adrian thrust back into her, hearing her whimper. With his hands on her hip, he begin pound into her with more intense and rapid force. He knew what made her tick, what pleasured her, what didn't. Such example was the squeezing and massaging of her breasts, including the pinching and twisting of her nipples. And kissing and licking of her ears and back of her neck.
Adrian began to thrust uncontrollably, a bit faster which made Morgana cry out a little louder and it was not long before the two of them were ready to finish. He climaxed with a loud grunt and groan while Morgana cried out as she let go when Adrian spill his seed once more in her womb. He fell to the the bed, at her side.
While the two catch their breath, Adrian saw that his manhood has not soften, still hard. Morgana noticed and stare at him with disbelief.
"I take it you're not done yet?" Morgana questioned him as she took his cock in her hand, amazed that it was still hard.
"No, I'm not!" Adrian answered her question.
"How long do you think we're going last like this?" Morgana asked him, still stroking him
"I guess all night long until morning." he told her.
Morgana says nothing but gave him a smile. She positioning herself above him preparing to take his cock inside of reached down and grabbed his member as she lowered herself slowly and his tip rubbed against her wet lips before her weight pushed it inside.
Morgana threw her head back and moaned as she felt Adrian filling her gripped her hips and started thrusting upwards into her before she could start to move on her own. She grinded her hips into husband as he desperately tried to reach his release. Adrian bucked harder and fast bringing his hips off the bed completely as he forced all of his length into Morgana pussy as she twisted and grinded against him while mewing and moaning the entire time.
It was really going to be all night long until the morning.