Chapter Fifty-Eight

The Red Keep. Kings Landing.

Daenerys' mind was lost in the waves that she could see from her private bathroom's window. When she was younger she'd tried to imagine that one she'd stand here in her father's palace as a princess and now that she was here it was different than what she'd expected. The keep had been taken quickly and the son of the Usurper, who was bastard born of incest in reality, had been one of the first to lose his head once the truth of his status had become public knowledge.

She'd always had trouble picturing her brother as a king, yet he sat on the Iron Throne and was punishing those who had betrayed their family as he'd promised to do. Well not all of them, and this was the cause because the king didn't get to decide who got punished.

The princess knew who really ran things and it wasn't her sibling, her husband he made sure that certain people, such as the Starks who had already suffered enough, were spared the wrath of the dragon. Only one who travelled between the stars could have the right to command the dragon.

Others such as the Tullys who had not been harmed first by House Targaryen as far as she knew, would be shown far less mercy as would what remained of House Arryan. The Lannisters were more or less dealt with already with only the youngest having been spared the children known as Tommen and Mrycella. The false princess had been sent to join the silent sisters while the boy would ward with the Tyrells until he was old enough to become a Maester or take The Black, or maybe even both.

They'd even lost Casterly Rock that had been given over to Lord Tarley who'd been elevated to the rank of Duke after defeating Kevan Lannister in battle. If anyone could keep order in the Westerlands it would be Duke Tarley, a man so cold he had sent his old son to The Wall when he didn't measure up.

As often, after demanding a bath of scalding hot water, she dismissed the servants who had been assigned to her. They were pleasant enough girls, all distant cousins of Margery Tyrell who would soon be queen and they were a great help whenever she needed to appear formal, but she usually liked to be alone while bathing. She would like to relax into the burning liquid. It should've burnt her, but she found it relaxing and it did her no harm.

Her husband had warned her not to let others know that she could withstand such heat as anything too odd could be seen as witchcraft by fools and some fools are dangerous. That was another good reason to make sure that she bathed alone. Aside from her husband, only Missandei and Yara could be trusted with such secrets.

The oils that were put in her bath made it all the better. The bath oils used this day smelled like lavender, vanilla and something flowerily that she couldn't quite place. The oils like so much else had been gifted to her by either her husband or her brother. Viseyers paid her even less attention than he had in the past and sometimes she wondered if he sent her gifts because he felt bad about that. A few of her favourite things had been sent by lords and ladies who wished to earn her favour as they would be thinking that she could influence her brother and husband, which of course she could do.

That explained all the flowers. Dany had taken to tending to a garden while living on the cruiser and news of her love of plants had gotten around. From what she knew it was very odd to try to grow plants inside a spaceship, but she was the wife of a powerful Rogue Trader so she got to do things that other people could only dream about.

It had been a few weeks since Daenerys, her brother and husband had made their home in the Red Keep. The city had taken so much damage from the fires that the rebuilding had barely begun and the princess felt bad knowing that there were many outside the city walls who were suffering. Looking from the window at the waves below helped to sooth her concerns, she didn't like the views of the city, much preferring the views of the ocean or Blackwater Bay.

She didn't stay transfixed by the view for very long. The siren call of the scented bath water became too hard to resist and after removing the last of her clothes she allowed herself to relax in the heat as her mind drifted away as one of her hands drifted down between her legs. Thrax had been gone from the Keep for a time as he oversaw the conquest of the Riverlands and she missed his touch.

"Someone's enjoying herself" a voice said.

Daenerys jumped and turned towards the source of the unexpected noise. Her husband had entered the room without her noticing. Lord-Captain Maximinus Thrax, or Max as she was allowed to call him, could be rather stealthy when he wanted to be.

"I did knock, '' he said, while approaching her tub.

She'd been so distracted that she hadn't even noticed him enter and she was pleased to see Max as she never saw enough of him. Being the leader of a Rogue Trader dynasty came with many privileges and responsibilities.

"I brought prisoners and the spoils of war back to the Keep for your brother" Max let her know "As you can imagine he's very happy".

After sitting down next to the tub he reached out to play with a strip of her silver hair as she bit her lip. She longed for him to run his hands over her body.

"Get out of the bath" he ordered.

She obliged right away and stood up, water running down her body as she did, a body she knew Thrax lusted for. The usually pale skin was slightly reddened by the hot water but that was the extent of its effects on her. Others would be covered in burns if they were in her place.

Her wet hair was long enough to hide her breasts from his husband's view, and Max didn't like that so he moved the strands of hair as Dany smiled. She liked knowing that her body was so admired by the man she respected and loved most in this or any other world.

"I shouldn't be the only naked one here" said the princess "Let me undress you"

She removed his coat and tunic first. This took some time as his outfit was needlessly elebrote and Max only put up with wearing it because it was expected of someone of his rank. When she was done with that her hand moved between his legs and undid the belt that held his weapons.

Soon she was pushing his trousers and undergarment down so that his manhood was free. She rather liked seeing the effect she had on him, he was hard despite having not even touched her body.

"Go on" he encouraged "Stroke it for me"

Slowly the silver haired woman took the hard cock in her hand and started stroking it. As her hands made their way back up the shaft her thumb would rub over the head, she'd done this often enough to get a sense of what her lord husband liked her to with her soft and small hands.

"Suck my cock" he commanded.

Daenerys looked at the dick that was in her hand and smiled. She then brought her lips to the head of his cock and kissed before she got to work. She kept looking at her man, keeping eye contact, and doing what she knew would please him best.

Dany wanted to be always worthy of her position, she was more than just a princess, she would be the mother of a dynasty that ruled entire worlds, and there was no way in the Seven Hells she'd settle for being anything less than the mother of Max's true heirs. Even if he married a hundred women she would make sure that her blood would rule.

Daenerys was so caught up in her actions and her thoughts that she didn't even realize how wet she'd gotten between her legs until she put a hand down there. Touching herself while pleasing her husband was lots of fun and he enjoyed the lewd display.

Her hand came up to grab his cock stroking it as her mouth bobbed up and down. His hands were now tangled up in the silver-gold Targaryen hair that could only be found on those with the blood of the dragon.

The blowjob came to an end as her husband had to sit down on one of the comfy chairs nearby as Dany's efforts had almost caused his legs to fail him, a good sign.

"Come here," he ordered

The Rogue Trader patted his own lap. Without delay she obeyed, stepping up and climbing on her husband's erect cock. Her breasts were now in his face and he really liked that. His right hand grabbed her breasts and he began squeezing it. He flicked his thumb over her nipple which was sensitive yet she didn't protest as she enjoyed the attention Max gave her.

She didn't any further instruction and while she'd never had sex this way it wasn't hard to figure out how to please her man. It was good that he kept hold of her as she did her best to bring them both to orgasm as otherwise she'd have fallen off his lap. Later she was surprised that they didn't break the chair.

For now there was only the movement of her hips as she moved up and down as best she could. She wanted his seed inside her again, for it to make her with child so she worked eagerly to milk his seed out of his balls with her cunt. She got distracted from that by her own pleasure, but her efforts soon paid off as he spent his seed inside her pussy.

Dany only climbed off her lover once he was no longer hard enough to stay inside her and quickly went to clean herself in the bath which had cooled enough for Max to join her in it.