Hogwarts: The Savior's Strong Cousin

Catelyn felt encouraged by Sansa's words. She knew her daughter's decision was not easy to make, but it was a mature and responsible performance.

"Sansa, I am grateful for your courage and wisdom." Catelyn looked at her daughter gratefully. "Your choice will have a positive impact on our family."

Sansa smiled slightly, she knew her decision was right and she was willing to make every effort for the unity of her family.

Catelyn and Sansa hugged each other, and the hearts of mother and daughter were closely connected. At this critical moment, the unity and harmony of the family are particularly important.

On the other side, Joffrey sat against the wall, his wounds had been well treated, and his mood gradually calmed down, because he knew that the unity of the family was more important than anything else.

Daenerys was curious and confused about the new skills she had learned. She was in a quiet room, learning from the female attendant. The room was filled with a special atmosphere, as if it was quietly exuding some kind of taboo.

"Okay, now let me tell you how to use these techniques." A mysterious smile appeared on the follower's face, and her voice was low and charming.

Daenerys sat up straight, her eyes flickering with curiosity. "Please tell me. I want to learn more."

The attendant took a bottle from a dresser filled with exquisite perfume bottles and gently sprayed it on Daenerys' wrists. "First, you need to know how to emit an alluring scent."

Daenerys sniffed the scent on her wrist and frowned slightly. "It smells very... unique."

The attendant smiled. "That's exactly the effect we're after. Now, try to walk to the mirror and let me see your gait."

Daenerys stood up and carefully imitated her attendants' movements, trying to make her steps lighter and more graceful.

"Very good, you have mastered some basic skills." The attendant praised, "Next, let's talk about how to have a conversation with a man."

Daenerys nodded, and she listened attentively to the instructions given by her attendant. She knew that these skills might be crucial to her future life, especially in the challenges she was about to face.

The attendant continued to teach Daenerys, guiding her step by step to become a true seducer. In the process, Daenerys felt the subtle changes in her heart, and she began to think about the meaning behind all this.

"Remember, a woman's power lies not only in her appearance, but also in her wisdom and wit," the attendant said. "You must learn to use all your advantages to gain a foothold in this world."

In a quiet corner of the tent, the candlelight flickered, casting mottled shadows. Daenerys sat alone at an exquisite wooden table, with a hint of doubt and uneasiness on her face. All this made her feel strange, as if she was in a completely different world.

At this moment, the door was gently pushed open, and Khal Drogo walked in. There was a deep smile on his face and a hint of desire in his eyes.

"Daenerys, are you here alone?" Khal Drogo's voice was full of confusion.

Daenerys looked up at him, a firm look in her eyes. "Yes, I need to talk to you."

Khal Drogo sat across from her, his eyes fixed on hers. "What is it that troubles you so much?"

Daenerys took a breath. She knew this wouldn't be easy. "I think we should take this relationship a step further."

Khal Drogo frowned slightly, and seemed a little surprised. "Further? You mean..."

"Yes," Daenerys interrupted him, "I would like to try to ride you."

Khal Drogo showed a hint of hesitation, but it was quickly replaced by a desire. "Are you sure?"

"I am sure." Daenerys' voice was firm and decisive.

The two were silent for a while, as if they were exchanging some kind of tacit understanding in each other's eyes. Finally, Khal Drogo nodded. "Well, if that's what you want."

Daenerys stood up, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "Thank you."

Khal Drogo reached out and gently took her hand. "You're welcome. I'd do anything for you."

The two walked to a large bed, and Daenerys slowly lay down on it, while Khal Drogo carefully sat on her. Their heartbeats seemed to beat together, as if foreshadowing an important turning point.

Khal Drogo gazed at Daenerys, his eyes full of tenderness and love. "Are you ready?"

Daenerys nodded, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. "I am ready."

Khal Drogo lay on the bed, staring at Daenerys, his eyes flashing with appreciation and curiosity. He felt a unique charm emanating from Daenerys, something he had never felt in other women.

"Have you learned some new tricks?" Khal Drogo's voice was tinged with teasing.

Daenerys smiled, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. "Perhaps." She moved slowly, bringing herself closer to Khal Drogo.

Khal Drogo sensed a unique scent emanating from Daenerys, a scent that drew him in. His heartbeat quickened, and his breathing became rapid.

Daenerys gently stroked Khal Drogo's cheek, her fingers soft and warm. "Do you like this?" Her voice was soft and seductive.

Khal Drogo closed his eyes, relishing Daenerys' touch. "I love it," he whispered. "I never thought I'd feel anything like this."

Daenerys smiled, her smile full of confidence and satisfaction. "I'm glad you enjoyed it."

She continued to stroke his cheek with her fingers, exploring every inch of his skin gently and carefully. Her movements gradually became bolder and deeper, and each contact made Khal Drogo feel an unprecedented pleasure and satisfaction.

Khal Drogo's breathing became more rapid, his heartbeat thundering in his chest, and he felt a pleasure he had never felt before, a deep sense of love and passion.

Harry Potter quietly came under the eaves, full of doubts and uneasiness. He noticed the blood on the ground, and then his eyes locked on a direwolf curled up in the corner. The wolf looked extremely nervous, with trembling limbs and a hint of fear in its eyes.

Harry Potter stepped closer, trying to ease the wounded direwolf's fears. "Hey, don't be scared, I won't hurt you." His voice was soft and soothing.