Eagle's Glory

Come to think of it, Teresa should be full of anticipation now, anxiously waiting for her to meet...

But it was obviously not safe to rush over so hastily.

Aigron thought for a moment, then looked at Chanel who had been silent beside him.

"Chanel, when you visited my grandmother today, did you see Teresa? If you count the time, you should have bumped into her."

"Yes, I saw it." Chanel lowered her head with complicated emotions, "His Royal Highness was very excited when she saw me, because she knew it meant that she could know your whereabouts."

Although Chanel was vague, Aigron could imagine Teresa's ecstasy and relief at the moment she saw her.

Thinking of this, his heart couldn't help but ache.

"This silly girl!" He couldn't help sighing, "Compared to this, I really feel ashamed."

At this moment, he decided that no matter what, he must meet Teresa, otherwise it would be too inhuman.

"Your Majesty, do you want to see her?" Chanel asked abruptly.

"Yes, I just decided." Aegron nodded without doubt. "Since my grandmother has already said so, I should reconcile with Teresa for all reasons."

Chanel lowered her head.

"If this is your decision, then I will never object, but I think you should be more careful, after all, she is surrounded by people from Austria."

"I know." Aegron shrugged.

"You must not think that I am sowing discord." Chanel was afraid that his master would misunderstand, and quickly explained what he meant, "I have never doubted Her Majesty Teresa's kindness to you—anyone who saw her just now No one would doubt it, but it’s hard for other Austrians to say. Her Highness Teresa said that the people who escorted her to Rome were arranged by her father. It stands to reason that it would not violate the wishes of Her Highness the Princess, but no one can guarantee There is not one or two people who want to take credit for you... If so, you will be in danger."

After expressing her concerns, she put forward her own thoughts, "How about this, I will stand up for you first and contact Her Royal Highness, and then we will find a way for you to find a chance to meet her after we are sure it is safe. .”

"Chanel, doesn't this transfer the danger to you? Don't forget that the Austrians know your existence now—" Aigron shook his head, and then rejected Chanel's suggestion.

Then, frowning, he began to pace the room, trying to find an idea.

After a while, he had a flash of inspiration and an idea came to him.

"That's right!" He waved his hand lightly, "I can write a letter to Teresa, fake it as her father's handwriting, suggesting that she go sightseeing in a place outside of Rome, and no one else will read it. Any questions. I can insert a few irrelevant words in the letter, and after reading these words, Tereza will be able to see that it was written by me, and then she will know what to do."

When the daughter was traveling, it was only natural for the father to write to his daughter, suggesting that it was not unusual for her to travel somewhere, so even if someone peeked at Teresa's letter, they would not notice anything unusual.

"Imitate the handwriting of Grand Duke Karl?" Chanel was a little surprised, "You...can you?"

"No way, only by imitating Grand Duke Karl can the letter be delivered to her." Aigron sighed, "I have visited Grand Duke Karl's house, visited his study, and naturally read his handwriting. Of course In this case, I can only learn a few similarities, but I should be able to fool people for a short time. Anyway, everyone is in Rome now, and even if I want to check with the Austrian side, it will be too late!"

The more he said, the more excited Aigron felt.

He picked up the map again and looked around the city of Rome for a suitable meeting place.

The place had better be a tourist attraction, so it all made sense.

Where is it suitable?His fingers moved across the map and finally stopped.

"Hadrian's Palace..." He muttered to himself, then nodded, "This place is not bad."

Relying on the impression in his memory, he vaguely remembered that it was a villa built by the Roman Emperor Adrian, about 30 kilometers east of Rome.

The villa occupies a large area, and has complex and beautiful buildings and sculptures-of course, more of them are broken walls that have been debated over time.

Teresa likes art, and it's perfectly normal to go here to see it, and no one will doubt it.

And the terrain here is complicated, he can observe the surrounding situation at any time, if he sees the situation is not good, it is very easy for him to escape.

Of course, it would be the best if nothing happened...he could have a good meeting with Teresa, and by the way, it would really be a joint trip to appreciate the architectural art of the ancient Romans.

The more he thought about it, the happier he became.

OK, let's do it.

After Chanel listened to his idea, she found that she couldn't say anything, so she chose to remain silent.

Aigron saw Chanel's depression, so he asked.

"Chanel, don't you like Teresa?"

"Your Majesty, this is not a question I am qualified to consider—and I think Her Highness Teresa is really likable." Chanel still lowered her head and replied quietly, "However, I beg you not to abandon me. "

"Why do you think so? No." Eggron replied with a smile. "Did you forget what I said when I was in Schönbrunn Palace?"

Chanel recalled what Aigron had said before.

Then, she couldn't help laughing out loud.

It was a joke, but she hoped it wouldn't be a joke.

"That's good... Please remember that I have nothing else to ask for, Your Majesty."　　

39 reunion

With the arrival of dawn, Teresa, who was staying at the hotel, ushered in another joyless morning.

Because she hasn't been sleeping very well recently, she got up later and later, until around ten o'clock, she lazily got out of bed, and then washed and dressed with the help of the maid.

Teresa, who had just washed her hair, sat in front of the dressing table and looked at the girl in the mirror. She saw that her long, smooth hair was rolled up into a bun, and she also wore small pearls on her ears. earrings.

Teresa doesn't like heavy makeup, and because of her shy nature, her usual dress is not luxurious, but even so, the girl's youthful charm and inherent beauty make her look radiant.

Because of the recent series of accidents, there is always sadness in her eyes and thin eyebrows.However, instead of detracting from her appearance, this melancholy made her more charming than her age.

She really doesn't feel well right now.

After spending so much time to come to Rome, to visit the Empress Dowager Letizia, and by coincidence, I finally met His Highness's maid, but there is no way to know his current whereabouts. How can this not make people worry?

At that time, she wanted to continue to press her, but since His Majesty Letizia had already said this, all she had to do now was wait.

Ever since she came back, she has been a little uneasy and out of her mind. Although she knew that Letizia, as the former empress dowager, would not be worthless, she couldn't help worrying that she would be in vain again. , Lost the hard-won opportunity.

Under such considerations of gains and losses, her sleep quality has recently dropped a bit.

After dressing up, the older maid looked at her hard work with satisfaction.

Then, like treating his own daughter, he stroked her hair affectionately, and then sighed softly.

"Oh, our Highness is so cute!"

Teresa also looked at herself in the mirror. Although she could not fully accept the maid's compliments, she also felt that she was no worse than the girls of the same age she had seen at social gatherings.

But right now, they must be secretly laughing at themselves... Thinking of this, Teresa became depressed again.

Since that incident, gossip about her has spread through the streets of Vienna, and society has whispered the great news.

Teresa didn't know how they referred to her, but whether their tone was sympathetic or mocking, it was unbearable bullets for her.

Fortunately, Teresa didn't like to participate in social activities in the first place, otherwise, God knows how I would have survived this period.

If all this was compensated by His Highness's promise like "Please wait for me, I will come back", this would not be a disaster, but all His Highness left her was a sincere but severing letter.

If it's just a cruel farewell, what's the point of being humble?Just letting the sharp blade carve some meaningless patterns, piercing into the heart is the same pain.

Although she has always maintained her strength and calmness in front of her parents, and even directly expressed her heart and persistence by directly burning letters, but when she is alone, especially when night falls, she will also There is immense confusion and fear.

God, where the hell am I?What exactly are you insisting on?And what ending awaits me, where is my shelter?

These questions kept ringing in her ears, and she was powerless to answer, and could only temporarily escape with painful tears and suppressed sobs.

She is not afraid of sacrifice or hardship, but she is afraid that all these sacrifices and persistence will be meaningless in the end, and she is afraid that her sincerity will be thrown out of the sky.

So she tried her best, and she must find an answer.

"Your Highness, are you thinking about those unpleasant things again?" Perhaps sensing Her Highness's trance, the maid asked with concern.

"It's nothing." Teresa blinked quickly and regained her composure. She didn't want others to see her fragility and hesitation.

"Don't think about those things anymore, it's just that guy's ignorance, it's not your own problem." The maid said angrily, "Your Highness, the storm of public opinion will pass, as long as it takes a while, everyone will Forget about these unpleasant things. With your beauty and talent, aren't you afraid that you won't find a good suitor? If he wants to mess with you, let him go. You have your own crown waiting to be picked... ..."

"Stop it, don't talk." Teresa interrupted the maid annoyed. "I don't want to hear you slander Your Highness!"

The maid had no choice but to stop talking, looking at Her Royal Highness panicked and helpless.

Teresa controlled her emotions and stood up.

"Okay, I'm going to have breakfast, you go ahead and don't follow me, I want to be quiet."

Then, she walked out of the room.

Anxiously came to the restaurant of the hotel.

Because it was very late and there were not many people in the restaurant, Teresa took some toast and pastries to satisfy her hunger, and took the letter brought by the servant by the way.

This is Teresa's first time traveling abroad, so her parents are of course worried, and they will write to her from time to time, asking her how she is doing, and talking to her about family affairs by the way; and Teresa also earnestly asks her parents Reply, talking about what you saw and heard during your travels one by one.

This time, as usual, she read the letter at breakfast.

For the letter received this time, the signature on the envelope is that of his father, but it does not seem to be the envelope usually used at home—but this is not surprising, because my father sometimes needs to go to other places to perform royal duties, so when the mood comes, Teresa has long been used to writing letters to her mother and herself with the envelopes and letter paper around her, telling interesting things he encountered.

She opened the envelope, opened it, and found that the letter contained some ordinary gossip, told herself to take care of her health, and suggested that she visit the famous monuments in Rome, draw some pictures and send them back to him. Look, for example, the leaving palace of Emperor Hadrian that he has always been fascinated by.

The content of the letter was very ordinary, so after reading it, Teresa had already figured out the wording of the reply.

She was not in the mood to travel, and she came to Rome mainly to meet Letizia; since she confirmed the whereabouts of the young man that day, she was even less interested in sightseeing.

These days, although she hastily wandered around Rome a few times and visited some monuments to pass the time, it seemed like a routine and didn't bring her much fun.

But since her father has this suggestion, she is of course willing to cooperate.

Just as Teresa was about to continue eating, her hand stopped suddenly.

There was something odd about the letter—a flash of inspiration in her mind.

Then, she picked up the letter and read it carefully, and then felt that the words and sentences in the letter were not like her father's usual tone.

And the handwriting is also a bit strange. Although it looks decent, Teresa grew up with Grand Duke Karl and was used to seeing her father's handwriting. She just didn't pay attention because she was too preoccupied. But after concentrating, she It soon became clear that this letter was definitely not written by his father.

So this is a forged letter.

Who on earth wanted to forge such a letter and send it to him?What do you really want to express?

Teresa's heart was beating wildly, and she suddenly thought of that possibility.

Could it be that His Highness wrote to himself?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt it was possible. After all, His Highness had visited her home more than once, and had seen his father's handwriting in the study. With his intelligence and writing style, it would not be difficult to imitate his father's handwriting.

Combined with the content of the letter, so... If I guessed correctly, this is what His Highness wrote to me specially, inviting me to meet?

The ecstasy of excitement immediately made Teresa's breathing become short of breath.

She was about to get a perfect answer to the question that she had been worrying about for so many days, and she could hardly bear the joy.

Her hands trembled slightly, so the milk she originally picked up spilled out of the cup and landed on the red velvet tablecloth, leaving a few white marks.

Teresa, calm down!Calm down!

Teresa shouted to herself in her heart, then forcibly smoothed her messy breathing, put down the glass smoothly, and wiped the stains on the tablecloth with a handkerchief.

Everything is still just a guess at the moment, don't be too happy and lose your mind.

Then, calmly, she read the letter again.

This time she read it very carefully, studying it almost word for word.

"When I took you to Schönbrunn Palace before, I saw that the sketches you drew were very good. This time, I believe that you can draw better pictures in the historical sites of Li Palace. Let me see your progress. Finally Fortunately, the evening scene should have the most historical sense."

This seemingly casual sentence made Teresa's heart ache at this time, and she recalled too many things.

Then, she saw a few words in it, which were almost exactly the same as the words in the notes and letters he wrote to herself.

If there is only one doubt, it may be a coincidence, but if all the doubts are gathered together, it can only point to the only answer...

That's right, this is the letter His Highness wrote to me!

Teresa stuck the thin letter paper to her chest, and then slightly closed her eyes.

Yes, God didn't abandon me, and neither did His Highness... Everything I have paid is worthwhile after all.

"God, thank you, Grandma Letizia, thank you...Your Highness, thank you!" She repeated several times in her heart.

Of course, the important thing now is not gratitude and happiness, but rationality and action. After a brief vent, Teresa calmed down.

She looked around first to make sure that no one was paying special attention to her, then she put the letter back into the envelope with a calm face, and stuffed it into the pocket of her skirt.

Then, she finished her breakfast hastily, and then went back to her room. At this time, the maid had just cleaned their room.

"Your Highness, are you alright?" she asked uneasily, "Are you still angry with me?"

"Don't be angry anymore." Teresa shook her head, "Actually, I know that you are doing it for my own good... Sigh, I've been in a bad mood recently, so please don't take it to heart when I lost my composure to you just now .”

"Of course I won't take it to heart." The maid quickly waved her hand, "I'm also to blame for talking too much and offending you, as long as you calm down."