105. Dragon Glass

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'Dragon glass?' dany questioned

'Obsidian... Jon said you have an abundant amount here' Tyrion told her

'Why are we talking glass when our enemies-' dany took a breath. 'What does the king of the north want with dragon glass?'

'Apparently can you turn into a weapon to kill white walkers stop them destroy them I'm not entirely sure...'

'And what do you think about this army of the dead and white walkers and night kings?'

'I'd very much like to believe Jon sow is wrong but a wise man one said you should not turn away new ideas because you don't want to believe it' Tyrion told her

'Which Wiseman said this?' Dany asked.

'I.... don't remember' Tyrion lied

'Are you trying to present your own statement as ancient wisdom?' dany asked

'I would never do that... to you.' Tyrion said offering a smile. 'The reason I believe Jon is because he is here. His advisers told him not to come, if I was his advisor I would've told him not to come, you don't have to believe him but let him mine the dragon glass. you didn't know it was here it is worthless to you, give him some thing by giving him nothing.' Tyrion suggested, 'take a step towards a more productive relationship with a possible ally... refocus on the task at hand Castlerly rock.'

'What was that ser davvos said about taking a knife in the heart for his people?' dany questioned

'It's dreary in the north.' Tyrion hoped this was the first step in the right direction for all of them.

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'Youre stressed,' ned informed her rubbing her shoulders.

'of course I'm stressed I'm me and she thinks we are about to bend the knee.' Sasha said in a hushed whisper.

'let me help you.' Ned coed in her ear.

She felt him stretching her the way she never was before. Both his hand rested now on her ass, gripping it tightly and holding her in place. His cock twitched insider her at how good and warm it felt. Slowly, he started moving back and forth, going deep inside her each time. One of his hand moved to her hair, twisting it around it and pulling it. She gasped.

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