King of The Wall

2021-01-06

Chapter 363 Royal Family Massage

That's right, everything is arranged, ideally, In the face of the attack of the Others, the land-grant army should operate according to the pre-planned procedure - blocking, resisting and even defeating the army of the dead, and protecting the Seven Kingdoms. But the army is made up of people, not machines, after all, and the land-grant residents from the mountains and beyond the wall have no noble ideas such as "serving the people" or "giving a heart to mankind". In this era, let alone Lord Commander of the Night's Watch, even the king sometimes has to go to battle himself.

Igor oneself is the supreme military and political commander of land grants. Relying on the position of genuine and a large number of legends spread intentionally or unintentionally, Igor oneself has the reputation and prestige of Supreme, which makes him handy in daily management without resistance. But at the same time, the price is that he, the "hero", cannot shrink back to play the role of "military advisor". Only under his command can the land-grant army maintain enough morale to exert maximum battle strength.

And King's Landing...even if Igor wants to plan beyond a thousand li, it's not even "a thousand miles" away from Queenscrown.

Daenerys is Queen, at least she thinks so. Oneself, the Lord Commander, is one level lower than her in class, and it is impossible to send any subordinate to negotiate with her. So, is it to let oneself leave the family business and wife child (well, no child) in the south, and concentrate on the battle at hand-to meet the final battle without the hole card of the Dragonglass bomb, or to risk It may be possible to take the risk of "running away from battle" and take the risk of running this trip?
Igor was in a dilemma, caught in a deep tangle, and his thinking put Myrcella, who was standing across the table from him, in the same embarrassing situation: she came to express her gratitude to Igor, and if Lord Commander was busy, then She said goodbye immediately after saying thank you. And if Igor is free, Myrcella will stay for a while, chatting and talking, so as not to leave him with the bad idea of "getting acquainted with you just to make the two brothers have a better life, actually not interested in you at all" impression.

But now——Lord Commander was sitting behind the table, obviously not doing anything, he also opened his mouth to chat with oneself for a while, but without saying a few words, he entered into thinking each minding their own business. In this state, it would be hard for Myrcella to leave, and it would be uncomfortable to stay.

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Feeling uneasy, Igor sighed, leaning back in his chair in annoyance because of the delay in making up his mind, rubbing temples with a headache.

Myrcella saw a good opportunity to get out of the predicament and quickly grabbed it: "Master Igor must have worked too hard to guard Wall and protect North, so I'll give you a rub?"

Although it was a question, it didn't mean to wait for an answer at all. She quickly walked around the desk and ran behind Igor. Little Princess's hands were pasted from both sides like she was wearing a headset, replacing the man's oneself's hands and gently kneading. Pick up the temples on either side of his head.

"Huh?"

Igor was distracted for a while, and a little oneself beauty took over oneself's head behind him. He was a little caught off guard at first, but he soon had a sense of sudden realization: Hey! No wonder Catelyn is willing to take her with her - this little girl, she is so meticulous and sophisticated at such a young age, and it is hard to be disgusted that she can be so generous even when it is obvious. Wherever...you can be loved by everyone.

This is innate talent!
After thinking about it, the girl is probably feeling embarrassed because of "nothing in return", so let her rub it for a change of heart. The chaotic thoughts in my mind couldn't be sorted out for a while, so I slowly thought - Igor didn't hesitate at all, just leaned back in the chair, sorted out his thoughts, and enjoyed the "Royal" provided by Little Princess in the world of ice and fire. Family Luxury Edition" health massage.

The room is very warm, and the girl's little hands are warm and soft. She is petite and has little strength. Her movements are as gentle as water, and her fingertips are as smooth as powder... Although she is not very professional, she has mastered it.

The essentials can be comfortable even if you press it casually. Lazily, Igor felt a faint fragrance similar to milk in his nose. The first smell made the index finger move, and after a while, the whole body felt relaxed and comfortable. After enjoying the head, up and down, left and right, the soft catkin naturally slid along the neck to the shoulder and neck, and squeezed the man's tense muscles with a little force.

Is this also an innate talent? Igor even got goosebumps. It's not that he didn't have a formal massage before crossing, but for the first time he found that just secretly squeezing can be so comfortable. At this moment, such a strange thought came into his mind. : Fortunately, James was sent to Bingxia Harbor, to let Kingslayer know that oneself's daughter is rubbing her head and shoulders here, I'm afraid it wasn't an impulse to draw a sword and slash Lord Commander again.

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"Uh--" was well pressed, Igor couldn't help but let out a groan from the bottom of his throat. Feeling uncomfortable, he simply opened his mouth and said something casually. Concealing the embarrassment, "Joffrey and Tommen talked to you about something, but I mentioned... What difficulties do you have in life, or do you want something? It's okay to mention it, as long as it's not too much, it's satisfied."

Want something? Joffrey wants more, but Myrcella knows oneself, the big brother, and he will only want more if he satisfies him, as for the other good younger brother... She turned around in her head and shook her head: "No, Joffrey - Your lord, you must make people look good on him, it's better to give him something to do, so that he does not have anything to do and think about and cause trouble. As for Tommen, um - lord, do you know that there are many cats in the Red Keep..."

Next, Myrcella told the story of Tommen and the cats in the Red Keep intermittently in Igor's ear: which cat is closest to Tommen and likes to rub his legs, and there is one he feeds every day but never I haven't touched it even once. One day, Joffrey was eating a piece of meat fed by Tommen, but suddenly rushed over to grab it and got scratched...

Little Princess's voice was soft but not sweet at all , Although Igor was not interested in what he was talking about, his pleasant voice and the comfort of being pressed on his shoulders—the combination of the two had an unexpectedly strong hypnotic effect. Oneself is equipped with a folding chair that can be folded down and half-recumbent, otherwise he will definitely take this opportunity to take a good look for a while, and then think about that headache after he has enough rest.

After talking for a while, I can no longer recall any stories about cats, Myrcella said while massaging: "Tommen has never mentioned oneself, but he is the child who is most afraid of loneliness. , Joffrey, this big brother is incompetent, if the adults can get a little kitty or two to accompany him, he will definitely be very happy."

The cat in Red Keep has been dragged for a long time, just for the curve Save the country, which leads to this request.

This little girl not only has a high EQ, but also a pretty good IQ, Robert and Cersei, this alcoholic and an idiot, plus James, a father with average EQ and IQ... How did he bring it out? Such a daughter? Igor couldn't help laughing, but then he felt a little distressed: the Little Princess of the Baratheon Dynasty, now even want to send a kitten to the younger brother, he has to go around asking for help, what a sin.

"Well, I'll let people pay attention to see which family in the land grant has a kitten that has just been weaned and get him two."

"Thank you, Mr. Igor. Myrcella couldn't hide her happiness, and even her voice jumped up, "Don't hug your chest, let me rub your arms as well."

"No, your arms are not sore, just your shoulders. That piece is still a little uncomfortable, press it again with some strength and go back to rest."

"Okay."

Accepting another favor from Igor, Little Princess lifted two The slender arms worked harder. At this moment - the door was suddenly pushed open without warning, and the cold wind blew into the house with a small amount of snow flakes. Igor opened his eyes to see who dared to break in without notice, but saw Arya standing at the door. , staring at Myrcella, who was standing behind Igor in a strange posture, with wide eyes and a look of astonishment.

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