A Wolf of War (Completed)

Myra

How dumb do men have to be? Jackass had the nerve to enter the space behind the inn just to feel a woman up. Myra had been in the back where Hunter had set up a space to train. That was the only place that Myra could get out her anger, then the damn soldier from House Glover had to come along and make matters worse. All she wanted was to be left alone. She was a whore, yes that was true, but that was a long time ago. She was a spy now, and from time to time she would be a whore again.

However as a spy, she would have to work as a whore just to get information. Like with Tyrion Lannister. That was how she met Hunter, as a whore. At the start of Aegon's Conquest she had met Hunter while serving his men. At the end of the night, he offered her a place in his caravan. She thought that he was offering her a place in his caravan as a whore, but when they arrived at his home he offered her a stop as a spy.

Hunter had alway been nice to her, treating her with respect unlike the other men that she had been with. And his men, his men also treated her with respected. Unlike the other jackasses that forced her into having sex with her and if she messed up, then she wouldn't get fed that night. But Hunter made her feel good about herself even when they had arguments. But he was her lord and she had obey him.

After Hunter's guests had left, he had come up to her room to talk with her.  He had sat down on her bed while Myra got them both a drink. It was silent in between the two, even after they had drank their first cup. "Lord Glover will have a fit with me later on tonight, once his soldier gets back to him." She looked over at him then poured herself another drink. "Though I think whatever that man did to you, most likely deserved what you gave him. These men have no honor; they fuck, they fight, and they die." Myra poured wine into his cup, she didn't talk but she wanted to. "Apologies, I am talking too much again. You should really stop me at times, you know that." He turned to look at her.

"How was your ride here? Hope it was much better than the Wall." Myra took a sip of wine then looked at Hunter. "It was calming,  Yorick and Olyvar sang most of the way. Yes, it was calming and the snow fell lightly. We stopped at Direwolf Hall, but you were not there and Maester Royce said that you were at Winterfell. So here we are, the Direwolf King and the Golden Whore." A sigh escaped her lips, but she forced a smile upon her face.

"The Golden Whore, no not at all. You haven't been the Golden Whore in such a long time. Three centuries it has been since you were once a whore. But now you are a spy, spy with a good heart and a right hook that will kill any man. Any man that dares to touch you, is a dead man."

"Without the act of paying first. The Glover soldier was a drunken fool who would rather loose a hand than the sexual pleasure. I used to think that Northern men were all nice and honorable, but the Northern men of this age are as worse as the men in Flea Bottom or any man of the South. I guess the only honorable men of the North are House Valyrrn and House Stark, but the remainder of the Starks are honorable but have seen some shit. Only House Valyrrn is the most worthy of the bunch, men of honor, men with manners, men being good men." A deep sigh escaped the woman's lips, her hazel eyes stared into his blue eyes.

The two had their history of fucking, at nights she would sleep with him, and during the day she would train and work. When he went to Winterfell or Riverrun or even King's Landing, she would be there for his pleasure. But do not be fooled, Hunter was not like Tyrion Lannister, Hunter did enjoy whores but also didn't. He would rather be married than have a whore, but his curse prevented that. Prevented him from having children or a wife.

An immortal lord with a curse of never bearing children. No bastards are born into House Valyrrn; guards marry wives from other houses or never bear children. A noble and honorable house of the North, and the guards respect their lord and respect those around them. If a guard or anyone in the household liked a whore, the whore would earn respect. And if the worthy whore were to come along with the guards and the lord on a journey, the worthy whore would get a room to herself or with any guard she pleases to be with. Whores are not whores within House Valyrrn, they are women who get respected. They are women with opinions.