The Torrentine River flowed out from the depths of the Red Mountains, racing south for thousands of miles before finally emptying into the Summer Sea.
Once its rushing waters merged with the sea, they shed their violent force and became tranquil.
A seagoing vessel was sailing upstream across the sapphire-blue waters.
Natalie stood at the bow, gazing at the faintly visible castle in the distance. Her violet eyes held both curiosity and unease.
She was not wearing her veil at the moment, revealing her exquisite, breathtaking face. Her fur garments had also been replaced with a blue dress, and her long, shapely legs beneath the skirt gleamed like jade in the sunlight.
Katu stood behind Samwell, seemingly fulfilling his duties as an attendant and waiting at all times for his master's orders. In truth, though, his eyes kept sneaking glances at the girl's thighs.
How could an innocent Wildling boy have ever seen such a beautiful girl? Before he knew it, he was utterly entranced.
Perhaps sensing Katu's prying gaze, Natalie turned around and glared at him, snorting softly.
"What are you looking at, little brat?"
Katu hurriedly turned away, his face instantly flushing bright red.
After a while, he muttered indignantly, "I'm already fourteen. I'm not a little brat!"
Unfortunately, Natalie ignored him completely.
Resting her smooth chin in both hands, she asked dreamily,
"My lord, do you think House Dayne will hold a ball to entertain you?"
Samwell glanced at the girl beside him and smiled.
"What? You want to attend a ball?"
"I'm just curious."
"Even if there is a ball, it'll be for noble ladies!" Katu could not help cutting in.
He seemed determined to crush some fantasy of Natalie's that did not suit her station.
Natalie turned back and glared at Katu again, but her