Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece

Mother, this belt is too important to you, I can't have it! Cynthia realized the meaning behind this belt and hurriedly handed it back to Cristoia.

Take it, I don't need it anymore. And it will continue to bless you, my daughter! Cristoia smiled casually. Now she is the queen of Dionia, holding countless wealth, including A husband who is loved by all, and has wise and sensible children, she will completely cut off contact with that past.

Cristoia handed the belt back to Cynthia, then pointed to the long wedding dress and beautiful gown on the bed, and said, These are your father's gifts for you. They are the best from Persia. fabric, and have the best weavers in the kingdom embroider for you...

Seeing this, Cynthia's eyes turned a little red. She hugged Kristoia tightly and said excitedly, Mother, I...I... There were thousands of words in her heart, but they were all choked in her throat. .

Cristoia stroked her face kindly and said softly: Silly child, your father and I have always regarded you as our own daughter, these things can only express our hearts a little, we are reluctant to marry you out ...Because of marriage customs, adult men are not allowed to enter your boudoir at this time. Your father asked me to tell you something. He hopes that after you marry into the Patroclus family, you will not be arrogant and treat others with your own identity. Do your best to be the hostess, take care of the housework, and honor your in-laws...

Cynthia nodded vigorously for every word of Kristia's advice, and the two talked for a while before Kristia left the room.

Cynthia wiped away her tears, looking at the bed-ridden wedding decorations alone, in a daze.

At this time, the door opened a small crack, and a small head reached into it: Sister.

Come in! Cynthia hurriedly beckoned.

Eunice pulled Ivia and rushed in.

Sister, it's boring for you to be alone in the house, let's accompany you.

Thank you Eunice, you are so sensible!

Sister Cynthia, you are married, can we see you often in the future?

Of course, as long as you don't sleep in in the future, I will come back to see you often, Aviya.

Well...I won't sleep in later.

Sister, and me, you have to come back to see me often!

As long as you stop bullying your classmates,

I will come back to see you.

How can I bully my classmates?!

Sister Cynthia, what is this?! The sharp-eyed Aviya asked curiously when she saw the chest strap placed by Cynthia's hand.

This is... Cynthia hasn't figured out how to answer.

Eunice exclaimed, I know! I know! This is the beautiful Aphrodite chest strap! My mom and dad put it on quietly every time before they slept together. I asked Mom, mom said I'm still young, I can only wear it when I grow up.

Then where is it worn? Ivia was even more curious.

It's stupid! Eunice looked like a know-it-all, patted her chest, and said to her sister Ivia: Of course it's under clothes to protect this place. Look at the bulge in my sister's place, I also have a point here, you don't have it yet, you will have it when you grow up, then you can use this chest strap...

Listening to the two younger sisters talking about topics that are not suitable for children, Cynthia was amused and blushed a little, and said hurriedly: Eunice, Ivia, my sister is going to start wearing wedding dresses, will you two help my sister dress up?

Okay! The two exclaimed excitedly.

At this moment, the door was knocked softly.

Who is it?! Eunice shouted first.

People outside the door may not have thought that there are other people in the house, and after a while they said carefully: It's me, Croto.

Yeah! Eunice exclaimed suddenly.

Yeah! Aviya also called after her sister.

Brother, you can't come in! Mom said that men can't enter the wedding room!

That's an adult man. Cynthia tapped Eunice on the head lightly, scolding her for making a fuss on purpose. She had nothing to shy away from taking care of her younger brother Kroto, who grew up with her. She just tucked the chest strap under the quilt and said, Come in, Kroto.

Krotokatax walked into the room with a cramped expression, watching Cynthia sitting beside the red wedding bed, looking at him with a smile, as if he had knocked down a five-flavor bottle, he couldn't tell what it was like, he coughed dryly. After two times, her voice was so dry: Eldest sister...for your...wedding tonight, because I want to accompany my father to entertain the elders who came to the wedding banquet in the palace...so I can't participate in the wedding ceremony... This is my knot for you...wedding gift...

After Crotokatax finished speaking, Eunice snatched the gift under his arm just as he took out the gift: Wow, what a beautiful helmet! Eunice held it in both hands.

Indeed, this is a silver-white legion-style helmet. It is not only more elaborate, but also has a lot of decorations added. It looks beautiful and practical. Only the tassel is not inserted into the crown, which is obviously for the future. The master does it himself.

This helmet is for my sister's husband. According to my father, he is an excellent warrior. Eunice said, handing the helmet to Cynthia.

Kroto, thank you! Cynthia happily took the gift and told him again: I'm leaving, you have to take care of your parents! And... look after these little guys!

Don't worry. Crotokatax forced a smile. As soon as he answered, Eunice shouted dissatisfiedly: I'm almost grown up, I don't need someone to take care of me!

The smile on Cynthia's face remained unchanged, and her right hand tapped Eunice's head lightly again.

Seeing Eunice deliberately covering her head and screaming exaggeratedly in pain, Krotokatax showed a rare smile: May Cross be able to protect him like this helmet... Always love you! Krotoka Tux said this sentence with difficulty.

This sentence brought tears to Cynthia's eyes. Before marriage, the bride is always uneasy, excited and sensitive. She stood up suddenly, walked over to Colotto, and gave him a tight hug.

Crotokatax hesitated for a while, and hugged her gently, listening to her cry, and finally said sincerely: I wish you happiness, Cynthia!

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The slave girl came to Cristoia and whispered a few words, and Cristoia breathed a sigh of relief.

After the slave girl left, she said to Agnes, who was sitting across from her: Croto took that helmet to Cynthia's wedding room and left soon after. The slave girl said he was calm and nothing special happened. matter……

Sister, I'll say it's nothing. Little Chloe is so sensible and has strong self-control. After a while, he will be able to completely overcome the impact of this incident on him, so don't worry! Agnes comforted She said that although Kroto Katax's biological mother was Cristoia, Kroto was closer to Agnes since he was a child, and he was more willing to tell Agnes about some things, including that he liked Cynthia , Agnes noticed it first, so Agnes knew the child better.

Cristoia sighed: I hope so. You say, when Croto is an adult, should I find him a marriage earlier?

Sister, as little Chloe, I'm afraid you can't decide this matter. Agnes reminded. She has a deep understanding of it. Back then, she was sent to Turii by her father without her knowledge. Fortunately, Artenis blessed her...

You're right, I'm really worrying too much. Cristoia patted her forehead. Indeed, Cloto's marriage involved the stability and interests of the kingdom, and even the Senate would intervene.

Sister, there is one thing I want you to help me refer to... Agnes said thoughtfully.

You said. Cristoia was a little curious. Usually Agnes has nothing to do except care about the children and Davos, and it is rare to see her look so cautious.

I have been in charge of the main temple of Hera for the past two years, and I feel that my energy is not as good as before. Now Cynthia is also married. I want her to come to the Temple of Hera to help me and take over the post of high priest in the future...

Sister, as you said just now, the position of the high priest of the Temple of Hera is not something you can decide alone. You have to discuss it with our husband first! Cristoia reminded her.

Agnes was stunned for a moment, then stopped talking.

On the contrary, Cristoia lightly covered her face with her left hand, and let out a long sigh: Yes, we are all old...

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With the company of two younger sisters, time passed quickly, and the night had come. Cynthia drank two bowls of seafood oatmeal in a row to fill her stomach.

Cristoia came in and took the two little ones.

With the help of the slave girl, Cynthia put on her wedding makeup and became nervous again, because she knew that the wedding party was coming soon.

Fortunately, many Dionian citizen families have abandoned the traditional marriage of citizens of the Greek city-state, and the girls before marriage have met their future husbands in advance. Cynthia has been in love with Patroclus for many years, and she doesn't have to worry about whether her husband is ugly at all.

At this time, she vaguely heard the noise outside the building, and the female slave also ran in and said excitedly: Little master, here we come! Here we come!

So, Cynthia hurriedly covered the wedding dress. While waiting, she felt that the time was very long.

Soon, she heard the door being pushed, and then a familiar voice rang in her ear: Cynthia, here I come!

She stood up involuntarily and held out her hand.

A fragrance of myrrh lingered in her nose, and Patroclus, who was also well-dressed, approached her, took her by the hand, and led her downstairs.