Game Of Thrones Fanfic: Lycan

Sitting on his bed with his back against his bedside, William tried to read one of his favorite books, leafed through it slowly, and his eyes sparkled from time to time, lying sideways with his head on his leg t.h.i.g.hs was a beautiful young woman who also had a book in her hands.

It was a nice, harmonious scene, although the world outside was hectic these two were somehow trying to enjoy some time together.

The room was spacious, but it was nowhere near the old glamour of their mansion, but as an excuse not to use several rooms these young "friends" started sharing the same room, the same bed.

But why was everything different? Well, a few days ago William, Emilly, and a few others left Lorath and were on their way to Braavos, this place where they were staying was the largest room on the ship, even if it was beautiful if you paid attention you would smell a "strange smell in the air.

Because they were confined inside a William and Emilly ship most of the time they stayed inside the room reading books, talking, telling stories, telling about their dreams, and enjoying each other's company.

Before leaving Lorath, William had chosen a few new people to transform into Lycans and with effort he managed to balance the ratio between men and women, all having the same value, but now it was necessary to enable the 'natural' continuity of the Lycans.

The number of Lycans that eventually became William's current limit was 1417 and most of them were women, he commissioned Chis and Darak to train all the Lycans and with a special focus on those assigned to be in the 'special force' and those who did not wish to participate in military acts directly, Lillith who had been in charge of the management of the whole Lorath would choose where to place them by having these people participate in an indirect way or even in the logistics she would decide, for the time being Lillith was also in charge of taking care together with Chis and Darak of the selected Lycans to act as spies, but at some point it would be necessary to find a talent for this area.

In fact, several points had to be looked at and several specialists needed, it would take years for Lorath to be 'perfect' for all of William's plans, things would take even longer if he didn't try to expand.

Among the many orders given before leaving, in addition to building more docks and farms to support a greater number of soldiers and civilians, William asked that the hills and mountains that separated Lorath from Norvus be searched, probably good iron mines could be found in those regions, with luck some precious metal could be found.

A certain share of the profits would also be used to try to bring artisans, blacksmiths and all those who possessed some talent in manufacturing to Lorath, as well as, of course, to collect money and discreetly buy as many Immaculate ones as they could.

William chose to leave with a small convoy of 8 sh.i.p.s in which besides a few reliable men who would remain in Braavos to start developing the infrastructure of the company in place, a part would follow William for the rest of the trip, but still it would be something much more discreet.

Emilly had asked William to stay for a while in Braavos she wanted to see her sister before she left, but still it would be something quick, at most 2 days and then they would travel back to Pentos.

"Will, did you know I'd stay like this?" Emilly began to question William in a strange tone.

"Of course he did," William answered provocatively.

She stood up and looked into his eyes and began to tickle his belly.

"How dare you? She made up all the excuses, but you're actually a little naughty." Emilly in her lecture tone continued to speak as she tried to teach him a lesson.

William acted as if he were guilty and tried to avoid Emilly's dangerous hands.

Things, well... Before William left, he made sure he could turn Emilly into a Lycan. The ritual was much more complex than the previous ones, in addition to using his blood to draw hieroglyphics on Emilly's back, arms, and forehead, it had to be a full moon, and some sacrifices had to be made, those being gold, Silver, some rare resources like Wyvern's bone, and finally some animals to be the harvest of life, all these sacrifices were arranged together in small cauldrons, and as William's 'spirit' tried to make the connection these sacrifices would boil and their gases would vanish in the night.

After the ritual of the sacrifices had been performed, it was necessary for William to keep the song in the ancient language of the forest people until the shadow of a wolf appeared in place of Emilly's shadow, then things were done.

But then new things began to emerge... as time passed certain acts of the Lycans began to show strength, strong traits of how their culture was developing.

The most outstanding traits would be; loyalty to the members of their species; fanaticism for the strong; a greater willingness to participate in physical activities such as dances, fights, and even work; apart from small acts such as staying up late at night or preferring to do group activities even if they could be done individually.

With these traits certain qualities... emerged, being that due to the loyalty it was difficult to see one Lycan treat another with lack of respect, the hierarchy was without a shadow of a doubt something respected that was a very good cultural trait, but the others... were different?

The greater willingness to participate in parties could be said to be a common trait of several cultures so there was not much to talk about, only the form of dance, music and sports was different, more focused on demonstrating the physical talents of its people.

But when we came to the veneration of strength we came to a peculiar characteristic of this new people... the idea was simple, the strong is venerated, just as someone venerates an actor? Or similar? Basically the same principle, but in a much more intense amount. In general all Lycans ended up choosing partners and partners through this vision... men with more than one wife was common if he was strong and the same rule applies to women, the stronger the woman the more likely she was to have more than one husband.

But things aren't entirely like that, just a large enough amount to say it was a cultural act...

Usually when the strength between the parties was similar they didn't find new partners, but the rule could get strange when the strength was disproportionate...

Even if the trait was... peculiar, it did no harm, everyone respected each other for it and the problems arising from these acts were no greater than the common acts of any other society.

The problem that Emilly pointed out was due to these inherent habits of her kind that were manifesting themselves in her, besides beginning to respect William almost fanatically for being the patriarch and the most powerful Lycan, she ended up being guided by her other instincts which made her libido a little... out of control.

These little problems are common in Lycans were awakened, they end up embracing each new detail very tightly and only after some time, they manage to regain total control over themselves.

The traits that ended up being out of control differed from one individual to the other, usually ending up extrapolating in something they liked or that they ended up doing for habits, such as hunting, fighting, dancing, eating and having s.e.x.

S.e.x.u.a.l i.n.t.e.r.c.o.u.r.s.e is common when new Lycans have a wife or husband, girlfriend or boyfriend. It was at the same time a form of uncontrol for p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e as an explosion of their breeding instinct.

These special traits of the Lycans were also accentuated in the Full Moons, causing several cultural activities to be held in those days.

For Emilly it was a combo of all this and things ended up being driven to a very high level.

Even if it was strange to see someone acting in an unnatural way, someone who acted most of the time with a little maturity started playing like a crazy fan who ended up conquering her idol... it was something that would soon calm down... even if throughout the trip this problem was only amplified due to the closed environment, it was something passing.

"William tried to comfort her, it was only until she got control of herself, but maybe it was a little more difficult because William had so much natural 'veneration' for who he was, which would cause any Lycan to die for him.

Emilly who was nudging him began to hug him and rub his head on his c.h.e.s.t in a way similar to a small wolf seeking attention from his parents.

"I know... but you don't help me" Emilly started complaining again.

Things turned out to be similar all the way through, after diverging from other activities the instinct always returned at some point... and things got 'different', and the cycle continued.

A knocking sound came from the door.

William stood up, carefully pulling away a small wolf with moist eyes, and walked to the door.

On the other side was a young Lycan who served as William's maid and bodyguard.

"We have arrived in Braavos, my Lord." The young Lycan passed the message on to William and then slowly left.

William looks at Emilly and had to drive her away.

"We're in Braavos, we shouldn't be late" William wanted to go to see Amelia quickly and then as quickly as possible he wanted to go to Pentos.

Emilly gets up quickly and grabs William.

"We can do that later, maybe we won't have time in those two days..."

The trip turned out to be in vain... Amelia left a few days ago for Volantis, she was going to study with her aunt for a few months.

With plans being streamlined, William said goodbye to several of his followers who would stay in Braavos.

The journey quickly followed its course, but a few weeks later they would be in Pentos.