Chapter 157: Husband and Wife
Dreadfort Castle
POV of Domeric Bolton
Ygritte's expression hardened at the reminder of the White Walkers, and Domeric continued.
"In a war, people die. And I don't want my people dying in a meaningless war just to prove that I have the biggest cock in the North when the true enemy is preparing itself even now."
Ygritte nodded and climbed on his lap once again, laying her head on his shoulder as her other hand reached to cup and massage his erect cock, making him wrap his arm around her waist and tighten his hold on her as shivers of pleasure went down his spine.
"So… you're not going to marry Sansa?" she asked, and he kissed her neck, trailing kisses up to her chin, making her breath hitch.
"It depends," he replied. And Ygritte froze when she heard his answer. Domeric pulled his head back and looked into her eyes. There, he could see the wounded look.
He cupped her cheeks and said. "Hey, don't look at me like that. It's not what you think. Actually, I wanted to discuss something with you, and now seems like the perfect time. What would you think if I married more than one person?",
"Do you want to marry more than one person? I thought people here in the South could only marry one person. But we Northerners don't care about such rules. A man can steal as many women as he wants, if he's strong enough to steal more than one." She said.
"I really can't understand the ways of the Northmen sometimes," Domeric said, and then continued, "Yeah, normally people can only marry one person. Their religion and customs dictate that they should do so. But I stopped living up to people's expectations a long time ago. As for wanting to marry more than one person, I don't really want to. But my instincts tell me I'll have to, eventually. And my instincts are usually right."
"So, you plan to marry the girl, Sansa, first and then marry me?" Ygritte asked.
"What? Of course not. Frankly, I'm not planning on marrying Sansa. Despite everything, I haven't seen the spark between us that would start a connection. And if I were to marry her, it certainly wouldn't be as my first wife. I have someone else in mind for that position. And you talk as if it's certain that I'll marry more than one person."
"Will you not? It wouldn't be strange on the north side of the Wall for someone with your power to have many wives."
"Even though my instincts tell me that things will be different in this situation, I don't feel any warning of danger like I did in previous situations. Therefore, if the time comes, I can find another solution to the situation I'm facing. Furthermore, this isn't a decision I can make on my own. If I'm going to marry more than one person, I can't do it without my 'first wife's' approval."
Ygritte looked into his eyes for a moment, and then she removed his breeches and pulled his cock free from its confines before she spat on her hand and started massaging his cock while his hands went up from under her dress and he pinched her nipples, getting a throaty moan out of her.
"So… will you marry me then?" she asked.
He did not like how vulnerable she sounded. It seems like he needs to give her a more precise answer. Yes, Northerners tend to prefer clear and direct speech over subtlety. He'd better not forget that in the future.
"Ygritte, oh Ygritte. You will certainly be my first wife, and my only wife, if that's what you want. You know what? You said we were already married, according to the customs of the Northerners. So, I accept that. Between the two of us, we are now husband and wife. But as a lord, I must also observe the customs of my own realm. Therefore, we cannot have children without a marriage ceremony. Otherwise, people will consider our child a bastard."
"Really?" She asked. Domeric could hear the joy in her voice.
She turned toward him, and he lowered his head and kissed her lips, his other hand sliding down her breeches and cupping her slick mound.
"Really. All I ask of you is that you be faithful to me and never cheat on me. In return, I will be faithful to you and never cheat on you." Domeric said.
"What does cheating mean?" she asked.
"Cheating is when a married man or woman has an affair with someone other than their spouse. If anything bothers you in the future, please don't hesitate to talk to me. You are my equal now. From now on, I will stand before you as a husband, not a lord. And if one day, despite everything, you want to leave me, I will understand. But until that day, you must never cheat on me. And likewise, I will never cheat on you."
"Really? You won't invite those beautiful whores from the brothels you opened to your bed, too. What if you take more wives? Don't tell me you won't fuck them too?"
"Neither whores nor anyone else. From now on, you are the only one for me, and I will never cheat on you. As for taking more than one wife, I give you full authority on this matter. If, as my instincts suggest, we encounter a different situation in the future, the decision is yours. As I said before, if this is what you want, you will be my only wife. All I ask is that you never cheat on me."
"I'll take your word for it, Domeric Bolton. And I will be faithful to you as you wish, and I will never cheat on you. You have my word, my husband." She told him, and he smiled in the kiss as his middle finger found her nub and gently massaged her sensitive spot, making her back arch and an involuntary moan leave her throat.
"Good. That's all I ask, my lovely wife." He replied.
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