Roses blooming in the heart

Unlike Talan, Cosperi is a famous tourist area, but there are not many planets open to tourists. It has beautiful scenery and rich resources, especially some planets with large amounts of rare metal minerals. This is the most What matters is manufacturing.

Moreover, the leadership of this district was personally selected by Abelide. Some central officials who wanted to gain qualifications for their children would send their children here in the early stages.

All in all, this is a very prosperous and developed district.

After an inspection during the day, the district mayor of Cosperi prepared a grand ball in the evening to welcome His Majesty and the Princess.

It's a pity that Elena hasn't completely gotten over the fact that she killed someone.

The flowers in the greenhouse touched blood for the first time.

"Elena isn't here yet?"

Abelide asked the maid beside her.

"Return to Your Majesty, Your Majesty, she is coming."

The maid leaned over to answer, while pouring new wine into Abelide's glass.

The clear amber liquid swayed gently in the wine glass with Abelide's movements, and the alluring fragrance overflowed from the rim of the glass.

Abelide liked this kind of wine very much, but the alcohol content was a bit too high for Elena to drink.

When thinking of Elena, Abelide's heart sank again.

She was still too anxious. She should have been mentally prepared in advance. Maybe she would not be allowed to touch that kind of thing again in the future?

After Taran left and came to Cosperi, although Elena had completed her task as a princess well in front of the people and followed Abelide's side to talk to the officials here, there was no fault in it. Error comes.

But after returning to the hotel where she was temporarily staying, Elena always huddled in her room, rarely coming out and not smiling much.

Just like tonight, Elena didn't want to come to the dance, but Abelide wanted Elena to come out and relax, so she coaxed her for a while before she let Elena agree to attend the dance together.

However, Elena was not very interested.

"Abelide, please go over first. I'll do some hair before I go over."

The slender and thin person was sitting on the sofa. The dark blue dress was in sharp contrast with the fair skin. According to Elena's wishes, the long light golden hair was braided into the simplest braid and placed on the chest. She was not wearing anything. Complicated jewelry and indoor lights shone on Elena's body. When she raised her head to speak to Alberid, Alberid was stunned for a moment, and it seemed that her breathing had stopped for a few seconds.

"Okay, I'll wait for you at the dance first."

Abelide, who came back to her senses, looked at Elena and said.

"Ah."

Elena's expression was still gloomy, and her slightly frowned eyebrows seemed to be seductive.

Abelide knew that Elena was beautiful, but her beauty seemed different tonight. But what was different, Abelide couldn't tell.

"Your Majesty, can I dance with you?"

While Abelide was thinking, a delicate female voice interrupted her thinking. She looked up impatiently and saw a woman in a pink skirt. She was not interested. She waved her hand and asked the guards beside her to take her away. .

"Wait, Your Majesty, please, please give me a chance, I really want to dance with you."

The girl whose hand was grabbed by the guard tried hard to push away the guard who grabbed her, struggling constantly.

"Let me go!"

The girl had a bad temper and scolded the guards who grabbed her. But these guards were Alberid's personal guards. How could they listen to a little girl like her? Naturally, they would not let go. Instead, they held her tighter. , directly prepared to take the people out by force, after all, they knew very well what kind of temper their Majesty had.

"His Majesty!"

Seeing that she could not get rid of the hands of the two guards and was about to be dragged out, the girl could only continue to place her hope in Alberide. Her eyes were focused and eager as she looked at the girl who was sitting there doing nothing, giving her a sense of dignity. woman.

Tonight's success or failure depends on this.

The girl didn't care that her movements just now attracted the attention of other people at the ball. She only knew that tonight she must have something to do with the most noble woman in the entire empire.

"What happened?"

Before Abelide could say anything, the person she had been thinking about just now appeared.

Elena walked over slowly, and everyone at the ball stopped to salute her.

Elena waved her hand to indicate that they could get up. Without being polite, she walked straight to Abelide's side and sat down, looking at the girl who was caught by the guard.

The girl was also blond and blue-eyed, so Elena couldn't help but look at her a few more times, only to find that she looked a bit like her. But when she looked closer, she realized that the resemblance was very deliberate.

"Ok?"

"Nothing, do you want to dance, Elena?"

Abelide did not tell Elena what had just happened, because in Abelide's eyes it was not an important or interesting thing, and she did not need to think about it.

"Dancing? Doesn't Abelide not like dancing?"

Elena asked.

Abelide doesn't like dancing. Although she dances very well, she doesn't dance very much. She doesn't like this kind of social interaction.

But Elena loves to dance.

"But don't you like it?"

Abelide put her hand on the top of Elena's head and touched it, then followed the curvature of the braid, touched it all the way to the end of her hair, and finally hooked it twice with her fingers.

It still feels good in the hand.

Abelide thought, and then said: "Besides, the star of this ball is you."

"Not Abelide?"

Elena asked rhetorically.

"No."

Abelide looked at Elena with a smile, and at the same time stretched out her hand to Elena.

The girl who had just come over to invite her had been taken out by the guards who covered her mouth. The struggle along the way made her lose face, but the other people at the ball didn't care. After all, they were already very familiar with this young lady's deeds. .

Looking at Abelide's outstretched hand and active invitation, Elena lowered her eyes for a while, and finally put her hand up.

"Just a dance." After entering the dance floor, Elena put one hand on Abelide's shoulder and the other around Abelide's waist and said, "I'm a little sleepy. You can stay with me after the dance." Can you go back to bed? I want to hear a story."

"How old are you? You still listen to stories."

If she wasn't dancing, Abelide would reach out and pinch Elena's cheeks, which were so tender and tender.

"I'm still young, I'm still a child." Elena jumped into Abelide's arms with a spin, her hands moved from her shoulders to her neck, she raised her head and looked intently into Abelide's eyes, and said: " I want to hear a story, why don’t you tell it to me?”

The ending of the questioning words is a bit of grievance, especially those eyes that can speak, as if the water can immediately leak out as long as one disagrees.

"I tell you stories and put you to sleep."

"I knew Abelide was the best."

Elena showed a sweet smile.