Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King-Chapter 413: heart

Chapter 413 Love Heart

After getting the promise they wanted, the Dorne nobles gradually relaxed, and the atmosphere of the bonfire banquet became more and more enthusiastic.

Beef and mutton are grilled by the fire, and the oily fragrance is overflowing. The servants smear spices and salt water, put them on a silver plate, and present them to the nobles.

Natalie took Samwell's plate and cared for him with a knife to cut the beef into small pieces. Seeing that the man's wine glass was empty, she took the wine bottle and filled it up.

This gentle gesture is like a little wife serving her husband.

The Dorne nobles saw this scene in their eyes, and no longer doubted the ambiguous rumors between Caesar and Natalie.

Some nobles who fantasized about pursuing the beautiful duchess were finally awakened at this moment, realizing how absurd and dangerous their thoughts were, and decisively cleared them from their minds.

Natalie also gradually noticed the eyes of the Dorne nobleman looking at herself and Sam, and a shy blush suddenly appeared on her face, but her hands did not stop.

Samwell knew that the little girl was thin-skinned, so he smiled and dispersed the Dorne nobles, took her away from the crowd, and went for a walk by the Greenblood River.

The hustle and bustle of the dinner party was gradually left behind, only the gentle sound of the wind and the rush of the river lapping on the bank remained in my ears.

Several small boats are floating on the river, and the lights on the boats are lit up, which contrast with the starlight reflected on the water surface, making it difficult to distinguish each other. Further to the east is the mouth of the Narrow Sea, where the darkness is dense, as if hiding some terrible monster.

Natalie, who was able to help Samwell pour the wine and divide the meat in front of everyone's eyes, now felt nervous and timid for no reason.

Neither of them spoke, walking side by side by the river, the atmosphere gradually became ambiguous and warm.

Natalie hung her head, her heart beating wildly.

Back in Starfall City, she was able to muster up the courage to kiss a man because Caesar was not married at that time.

But not now.

When she thought that her sweetheart already had two wives, Natalie felt sad inwardly.

In recent years, her mother Ashara had also helped her find suitable marriage partners, but Natalie refused them all.

She could never forget the man who single-handedly brought her from the crimson mountains into the noble castle.

"Did you blame me for pushing you to the position of Duke of Dorne without your consent?"

The man's gentle tone calmed Natalie's twitching heart a little.

She raised her head, and clearly saw the eager gaze from the man's eyes. A heart worried about gains and losses was like falling into a vat of honey, sweet and smoky, like falling into the clouds and extremely at ease.

"Of course not." Natalie shook her head and smiled, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have the opportunity to live in a luxurious castle and receive the cheers and support of thousands of people."

Samwell also laughed:

"Do you still remember the first time I took you to Starfall City?"

"I remember." Natalie pouted, "You left me at the pier and went to the Dane family castle by yourself. I was so angry at that time, I thought you disliked my humble background and lack of etiquette, You don't take me to the noble lord's castle."

Samwell laughed loudly, reached out and rubbed the little girl's hair, and said:

"Now do you know why I didn't take you there?"

"Hmm." Natalie glared at the man reproachfully, straightened her hair again, and said, "You should be worried that the Dane family will recognize me. But how did you know my real identity at that time? Did you already know my mother?"

"Of course I don't know your mother, but I can see that she must be a noble lady, and with some associations, I guess she is Ashara from the Dane family. When I went to Starfall City, I asked someone to paint you , just to verify this conjecture.”

"So that's the case." Natalie bit her red lips lightly, and suddenly asked tentatively, "If you found out that I wasn't from the Dane family...would you still treat me like this?"

"Won't."

The light in Natalie's eyes dimmed.

Samwell continued with a smile:

"If you are not from the blood of the Dane family, how could I force you to inherit Starfall City. However, this will not change our relationship."

"What is the relationship between us...?" After asking this sentence, Natalie felt that a heart was about to pop out of her throat.

Samwell stopped and turned to face Natalie.

The two were so close that they could smell each other's breath and even hear each other's heartbeat.

Natalie's slender hands were tightly twisted together, the man's bold and fiery gaze made her feel like a deer, but she couldn't bear to look away.

The eyes of the two were intertwined, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

After looking at each other for a while, Samwell slowly lowered his head, leaned forward, and answered Natalie's question with actions instead of words.

Watching the man get closer and closer, Natalie's mind buzzed, and it went blank for an instant.

The pretty face was quickly stained with blush, the bridge of the nose with straight eyebrows trembled slightly, and there seemed to be crystal **** in the half-closed eyes.

The emotions accumulated over the years exploded at this moment, making her crumbling.

Fortunately, Samwell gently hugged her into his arms, and took hold of the delicate red lips.

Sweet and sour, like ripe strawberries.

Natalie only felt that she was surrounded by great happiness, tears of joy could not stop flowing down, years of waiting and anticipation were finally answered, she responded to the man's love tenderly and obediently.

After a long time, the two separated again.

Samwell gently helped Natalie put her messy long hair behind her ears, with a hint of guilt in her tone:

"Actually, as early as in Starfall City, I should have responded to your kiss..."

"I understand." Natalie interrupted, "You also like Miss Margery, and she is actually more suitable to be your wife. I don't blame you, and I don't expect fame. Being your lover is enough gone."

"I will give you a title." Samwell said firmly.

"But you are married..."

"Since you have married two, what's the problem with marrying the third one?" Samwell said, "However, I have to wrong you to wait for a while. The Battle of King's Landing is coming soon, and it is impossible for us to hold a wedding at this time, so ..."

"It's okay." Natalie threw herself into the man's arms, "As long as you are willing to marry me, it doesn't matter how long you wait."

Samwell caressed Natalie's soft long hair with a little distress, and sighed:

"Trust me, it won't be long. I'll marry you after King's Landing."

"Um."

"The battle of King's Landing, do you need me to send troops to support?"

"No need, my army is enough to clean up the Lannister family. And Dorne has just stabilized, so your army should stay here, to prevent some people from getting what they shouldn't have."

"Well, I'll listen to you." Natalie huddled in the man's arms like a kitten, her hanging heart finally found a harbor, and she was extremely stable.