Eagle Byzantium

Everything seemed like the ship was moored in the harbor again, enjoying the gentle washing of the sea water, going back and forth, and the originally bulging sails were lowered tiredly and happily, and they fell prostrate on the deck full of the fishy smell of the sea, in the distance. The sound of conch blowing came from the beach.

To be honest, Anna herself didn't expect that her first time, and Gawain's first time, would go so smoothly. She put her hand on her sweaty forehead with some exhaustion, and the hair in front was completely Scattered, covering her slightly parted lips and teeth, Gawain was still holding her back, tangled in her braids, and the pages of Ovid's manuscripts were scattered all over the bed.

"Which is better, a vixen-like brown girl or a cow-like Varangian woman? No, neither is as soul-crushing as this one, but Anna is still a little virgin... But is it really It's the role of Ma Juzi. I have never, never got peace of mind before. It feels like sleeping with a deer like Na!" Gawain, whose mind entered the sage mode, calmed down, and held Anna's braid with some surprise and panic, feeling her rising and sweet breathing, and his guilt kept rising. "My thoughts like this are solid, aren't they?"

Then, he felt numbness on his thighs like mosquito bites. It was Anna's ankle rubbing there. His hand was held and pressed on the other person's soft belly. "It felt like being stamped by a seal. It left a deep mark." The other party murmured, and the sound of wind and rain outside seemed to be getting louder and louder.

Then, Anna turned over, her eyes shining with moist light, like the quiet brown lake water, reflecting the brilliance of the sun. She stared at Gawain's blue eyes and stroked his subtle forehead lines with her fingers, "This is very beautiful." Will you be able to give birth to a baby soon?”

"It's not that easy." Gawain smiled bitterly.

"That doesn't matter. I have been charged with spears. I am a woman and a mature person who can intervene in worldly affairs. Like all noble ladies, I can take care of the family business under the protection of the Virgin. , raising children, enjoying the glory of being side by side with men, but also risking all kinds of dangers and pains." Anna looked up at the slightly shaking curtain. Like a proud winner, she then stretched out her arms, stretched out her arms, and then raised a manuscript without waiting for Gawain to ask anything. Read aloud in fluent Greek, "Then there will be drunken moans, sweet moans and urgent whispers of love, but do not speed up your sail with all your strength and leave her behind, but do not let her sail overtake her. You, everything stays in sync, until both of you are defeated and lie on the couch without any strength, that is the real bliss - it's the same as what happened just now."

Gawain vaguely felt that the girl below was going to say something, so he hurriedly concealed his smile, but Anna quickly turned on his chest, grabbed his nose, and said with a wicked smile, "You are such a skillful person." , the old captain who can sail across the ocean just by looking at the stars in the night sky is simply The incarnation of Ogagones (a famous sailor from the Byzantine Macedonian dynasty who once crossed the sea to Baghdad). I was manipulated by you like a sail just now. The rhythm was so good. Gottschild reminded me to prepare and carry it. The pain and uneasiness were all resolved by your 'wonderful hands'."

"This is the role of Ma Juzi. Maybe it is like this?" Gawain said quibbled.

Then he saw Anna's eyes staring at him, as if with a ball of fireworks, and the following words would never be forgotten in his life, "A pony? There is no such thing as a pony."

Gawain's heart suddenly felt like it was sinking rapidly. Gawain's mouth opened wide, "Didn't you say that my knife and fork was smeared with the Persian secret medicine Pony?"

"Where can I find such a secret medicine? Da Manzi, I just put some common stomach medicine on it. If you take it after a normal full stomach, you may feel a slight sting and swelling." Anna Close your eyes, lie on Gawain's chest, and speak calmly.

At this time, Gawain's head was big. He stared, but he saw Anna smiling continuously, "There is no pony, no Persian secret medicine. In other words, your sweetness, admiration and madness just now are actually... It's just a natural explosion after you coveted Anna for a long time. I'll give it to you. It was just a mirror reflecting your appearance and character, and you roared and stabbed me with a spear - admit it, you are this kind of person, Gawain, you are so brave and incompetent on the battlefield. Why are you not as frank as a standard Orthodox Christian like me?"

Gawain was completely stunned. Yes, he was indeed a beast with abnormal desires in his heart. This desire slowly awakened after meeting Anna, but he was unwilling to admit it head-on.

In the exclamation, Anna's hands were pressed by him, and he pressed her under her body, breathing like a beast, but soon the faint fear in Anna's eyes flashed, and then she lit up her brown eyes like a deer. Hitomi, "Pierce your spear back in and shoot out the arrows of the god of love. What are you afraid of Gawain?" ? Forget about Ma Juzi, because Anna is your wife. Is this kind of behavior blessed by the Lord worthy of your fear and hesitation? At this moment, this house, the wind and rain outside, and the turbulent Cyprus. The sea and me on the bed are all yours..."

The next day, the entire manor, as well as the surrounding fields and rivers, were still in a stormy state. The fallen petals were scattered in the soil, and were soon shattered to pieces by the violent raindrops. The small trees were also swaying. This was really... A rare and timely autumn rain in Cilicia, when the cooks and servants lined up, carrying various dishes Standing in front of the doorway leading to the second-floor stone staircase with colorful plates and cups, Stavrajos politely stopped him, "As you know, the Princess in Purple and His Excellency the Grand Duke are up there. Studying ancient classics, I will pay you the reward immediately, but they don’t want others to disturb them.”

In Lepanto in the Strait of Otranto, it was also raining heavily. The seaworthy weather was completely gone. The entire sea was covered with lightning and thunderous rain. The crew and oarsmen were shouting and sailing the ship. The rope was dragged to the sheltered wooden tower and the pier, and the passengers above screamed and ran out from the steps on the deck.

A blond Varyag beauty covered in a dark cloak, with an amber cross hanging around her long neck, stood under the umbrella held high by a servant beside her. Her feet were covered with raindrops splashing on the stone slabs, and under the coastal defense wall , several sailors who could write were detained by a group of The Norman women who had delayed the voyage were surrounded. They cried and cursed, and asked the sailor to write under the shed and send it, or try to send it to their husbands who "went on pilgrimage and disappeared": If they don't send money after a year, Or if we come back in person, we will remarry without hesitation.

"Put all the letters into my hands. Compared with the crew, I am more likely to help your letters reach your husbands, because my men are also in the pilgrimage team. They should be in Heraclea and Chi." Ligia area." The beauty with green eyes waved her hands warmly and sympathetically, calling to the group of women. (~^~)