Game of Thrones: Digger of the Dreadfort

Florian and Qiongqi in the legendary story are her idols.

The "Qiongqi Spring" where Florian peeked at Sister Qiongqi bathing was a holy place that she longed for. It would be great if she could soak in the hot springs there with Lord Domeric.

"No, I want to discuss plans with Earl Wendel, Earl Yohn and other princes to make final plans for the upcoming war."

Domeric touched the girl's face and declined.

"Well, that's fine."

Sansa was a little disappointed and had to take her sister Arya with her.

……

That evening, Domeric was alone in the tent after discussing the big plan.

After lying on the bed for a while, Domeric felt uncomfortable.

During these seven or eight days of long-distance marching, the sun was scorching and the wind and sand were blowing.

Domeric regretted not taking a dip in the hot springs with Sansa.

He turned over and prepared to fall asleep again, but couldn't fall asleep.

Speaking of which, it is really depressing to be in a medieval world like Westeros, where there are no computers, no mobile phones, no Internet, and no all kinds of entertainment.

There was no entertainment at all at night except making people.

Domeric thought as he left the lord's tent and walked towards "Qiongqi Spring" under the moonlight.

It's a bit cool at night.

"Qiongqi Spring" is not a single hot spring pool, but is composed of several hot spring pools that stretch for more than a mile and are accumulated from top to bottom.

The Mouton family of Maiden Spring built a wall around "Qiongqi Spring", allowing only nobles to enter.

The higher upstream the spring is, the higher the status of the noble is.

I heard that the top level can only be enjoyed by the kings of the seven countries and the guardians of the entire territory.

But Domeric didn't bother to pay attention to the rules of these birds and went straight to the upstream spring.

As we were about to reach the spring, a subtle sound of rushing water suddenly came to our ears.

It was late at night and everything around was silent.

Domeric's hearing is sharper than ordinary people, and although the sound of water is very soft, it reaches his ears clearly.

"It's so late...Is someone taking a bath in the hot spring? Did they choose the upstream spot like me?"

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and the sound of the water became clearer and clearer, making Domeric even more certain of his judgment.

The lord of a certain family came to take a bath in the hot spring in the middle of the night.

Is it Lord Yohn Royce of Runestone City?

Among the nobles, he was the only one with enough status to enjoy the upstream spring pool.

Domeric was thinking about going up to say hello, but found that the man was not Count Yohn.

He was dressed as a knight and was half-kneeling by the spring pool, constantly scooping water to wash his face.

Then the man took off his helmet, and his long brown hair, braided into many braids, spread out.

"Well, female."

Domeric suppressed his words of greeting.

The woman then moved her hand to her chest, and saw the soft leather armor on her body slowly falling down, revealing the silk shirt underneath.

In the moonlight, Domeric looked at the woman's profile.

Under the moonlight, the woman's hair was dyed silver, and the interlacing light and shadow on her face highlighted her angular features, making her unique and heroic.

"Wellfield! Why is she here?"

Domeric was confused.

He held his breath and crept over.

I saw a big tree beside the spring pool and quickly hid in it.

Wilfield didn't notice anyone peeking not far away, so she took off her leather armor, placed it on the ground, and then unbuttoned her silk shirt.

Her movements were very graceful, like dancing.

Soon, Wilfield's body took off all restraints and was unreservedly exposed to the moonlight.

Because his back was to Domeric, he couldn't see the front, only the back.

Wilfield has a very tall figure, a pair of extremely slender legs, and is toned and well-proportioned.

The peach is plump, the waist is slender, as if it can only be grasped, and the smooth back glows slightly in the moonlight.

Domeric watched quietly.

Wilfield took off all her clothes, slowly walked into the spring, and began to take a bath.

She carefully held the spring water in her hand and wiped every inch of skin on her body.

It bounces lightly with the owner's movements, and it looks like it's just right to hold.

I have to say, Wilfield’s size is just right.

Domeric muttered in his mind.

Speaking of which, Wilfield was the first aristocratic woman he met when he came to this world.

Nighttime temperatures are getting cooler.

Domeric came to soak in the hot spring. In order to avoid being discovered by Wilfield, he leaned behind the big tree and remained motionless. His body gradually felt a little numb.

Beautiful women taking a bath, although tempting,

But it can only be viewed from a distance, not played with.

The light at night was very poor, and it was difficult to see clearly. As time went by, the interest eventually became low.

"Forget it, I'd better go to a hot spring somewhere else."

Domeric turned around carefully, but did not pay attention to a stone at his feet. He accidentally kicked it up, and the stone made a collision sound.

"Oops!"

This thought flashed through Domeric's mind. Although the movement was not loud, it was late at night and the sound would be particularly clear.

If Wilfield found herself and knew that he had been peeking at her bathing here, it would be unreasonable.

No matter what world or society we are in.

It is not a legitimate act to peek at a woman taking a shower. Of course, the Florian in the legend is a different kind of person.

What's more, Wilfield, the former "pen pal", is the granddaughter of Fat Earl Wyman.

"who is it!"

"Get out of here!"

Wilfield shrank into the spring cautiously and said in a sharp tone.

In desperation, Domeric had no choice but to lean out from behind the big tree.

When she saw it was him, Wilfield breathed a sigh of relief, "Lord Domeric, what are you doing here?"

As she spoke, she stepped ashore from the spring and walked toward Domeric.

Wilfield walked ashore naked, without putting on any clothes. Her movements were so graceful that it almost made Domeric hallucinate, thinking that she was a beautiful model walking gracefully on the T-stage.

Until the two of them looked at each other.

Thoughts were racing through Domeric's mind, but he couldn't think of a way to get out of the predicament in front of him.

But looking at Wilfield's posture, it doesn't look like she's here to challenge her.

Domeric said awkwardly, "Miss Wellfield, good evening."

"Good evening to you too." Wilfield replied politely.

Her voice was crisp and slightly magnetic, and she sounded very calm and calm.

The moonlight shone over, and Domeric noticed that there seemed to be no anger on Wilfield's beautiful face. The plump granary was trembling slightly in the wind, and there was a hint of cunning in her eyes.

What should I say in this situation?

Domeric thought quickly.

Explain that you didn't actually see anything?

This is too clumsy and too obvious.

Apologize to the other person?

Is it possible to praise and say, "Miss Wellfield, your figure is so beautiful"?

Or "The night is long and I have no intention of sleeping. I thought I was the only one who couldn't sleep, but it turns out you can't sleep either, Miss Wilfield."

Just when Domeric didn't know what to say next, the other party helped him solve the problem.

"Lord Domeric, are you here to soak in the hot springs too?" she said.

"Uh, yes," Domeric was startled and nodded quickly, "I couldn't sleep at night, so I came out to take a bath..."

Wilfield nodded slightly, "Then, let's go together."

Together?

Wilfield's suggestion surprised him.

As long as he is not a circumcised eunuch like Wallis, it will be difficult to refuse!

With that said, Wilphid took Domeric's hand and returned to the spring again, helping him take off his clothes.

The atmosphere is a bit strange.

A man and a woman take a bath in the hot springs here.

"Thank you, I can do it myself."

"Can you wipe your back by yourself when taking a shower?" Wilfield smiled, "Let me serve you."