The cooling water makes drieske shiver with cold
and Gunnar jumps out of the bath with a towel to hold,
he wraps her in it and draws her close to his heart,
then whispers softly "my Lady, you'd better start
to put on your clothes, it's already getting late
and you make one hell of an alluring bait
Come on my dear, please hurry and leave
and thank you for a wonderful eve..."
Hearing these words drieske stops and stands,
her leather boots dangling in her hands.
Gunnar's words put a smile on drieske's face
and she looks at him through a watery haze.
She carefully places her small hands on his hips,
stands on her toes and gives him a sweet kiss.
Then out she runs after an intense stare
and only her sandelwoody scent lingers in the air...
Her strides take her over to MiLord Ayslhyn's hall
Where she hopes to meet and talk to them all
Entering the room, she finds them close together
Studying a kind of map, made of old leather.
"Hello my friends, here I am, spotless and clean,
what is that, could I have a look, what does it mean?
And why are you smiling like this, I smell a quest,
Oh can I join in, I'll do my utmost best!!"
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