Violet Orchestra

Elaine didn't expect to see the mage who was said to be very busy so soon. When the female apprentice who received him came to ask him to go upstairs, he was holding a teacup and thinking about how to communicate with Violet so that the other party Don't think his curiosity and concern is an offense.

He knew that Violet had many secrets, and of course it was impossible to tell him all these secrets. After all, they had just known each other not long ago, strictly speaking, less than a year, and it would be wrong for the poet to open up all the past to him.But he still wanted to get to know each other better, at least not to be unable to do anything when Violet was panicked and sad because of the past, which really made him feel powerless.

Probably because his frowning expression was so contagious, when the female apprentice saw him, she thought he was distressed by the long waiting time, so she hurriedly said, "Teacher, please go up."

"……Um?"

Elaine was so fascinated by her thoughts that she didn't even notice that she had entered the room, let alone that she had misunderstood him. When she heard that she could go upstairs, she was stunned and didn't react immediately.

Watched by his slightly dazed blue eyes, the other party's voice involuntarily softened a bit: "The teacher has read the letter and is waiting for you upstairs."

Sure enough, Violet knew the mage.

Elaine thought silently as she followed her up the spiral staircase.

How many secrets does Violet have?He may never know.

Even though he had made enough mental preparations, he was still surprised by the charm of the female mage named Angelita when he saw her—she was tall and slender, with long hair coiled up high, wearing a loose robe, The hands exposed from the cuffs were wearing gloves made of unknown animal skin. She looked no older than her apprentice, but the wisdom in her eyes was hard to conceal, making her appear more mysterious and inaccessible.

"I thought he would come in person." Seeing Elaine, Angelita was slightly surprised, "That poet, is he alright?"

She didn't seem to be familiar with Violet, she didn't even call him by name, but called him "that poet", using the tone of an elder.Elaine took a little time to explain the ins and outs of the matter, and she didn't ask any more questions. She seemed to be more interested in the situation of the cemetery, nodded and said: "I read the letter, and the situation in the cemetery is generally understood. Students will be taken over to check in a few days."

"Thank you." Elaine thanked her, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "I hope you don't mind my abruptness, can I ask... what was written in the letter?"

Angelita glanced at him, with surprise in her voice: "You don't know the content of the letter?"

He shook his head honestly.

"You won't even let you know about these things. It seems that he has kept a lot of things from you." The female mage stood up, took the sealed letter from the table and handed it to him, "I should have kept the secret for him, but Since you don't know anything, I think it's better to let you see."

What she held with her slender fingers was the letter from Elaine.But he thought about it and still didn't answer.

"Don't you want to know?" Angelita asked.

"But Violet doesn't want me to know," Elaine whispered.

Whatever was in the letter, since Violet had written it out of his way, it meant there was something in it that he didn't want him to know.He was very conflicted. On the one hand, he wanted to know the content of the letter, and on the other hand, he didn't want to disappoint Violet. After all, he was too greedy.

Angelita's eyes stayed on his face, and after confirming that he didn't want to read it, she took the letter back: "Forget it."

She sat down on her chair, took off her gloves and picked up the teacup. Seeing that Elaine was sitting still, she asked with an attitude of caring for small animals: "I heard that he has been traveling, and the Oya continent is so vast." , I didn’t expect him to come back to Valley City—you look very young, how long have you known him?”

"...it's going to be a year next month," Elaine said.

"One year? That's really short." Angelita raised her eyebrows. "After all, it's been many years since he left Valley City, but it seems that he hasn't stepped out of the shadow of the past."

Elaine looked up at her, but she didn't intend to continue. Instead, she called the previous female apprentice and asked her to send him away.

"You're right, there are some things that he should tell you himself." After Elaine walked out of the room, she heard her say behind her, "I don't think that day will be too far away."

"Thank you."

"By the way," Angelita stopped him again as if remembering something suddenly, "Send a message to Violet for me, Ventus is the consul in Icethorn City not far from here, if If he has time, he can go to Icethorn City to meet his old friend."

"Ventus?" After hearing the news from Elaine, Violet had a delicate expression, "I'm not going, let's live in Valley City."

"...Is that your old friend?" Elaine said cautiously, "If you want to go, I can accompany you—"

Sensing that his mood was a bit abnormal, the poet explained: "Friends are not counted. It may be more appropriate to say that they are old acquaintances. After all, in my memory, Ventus has never been very friendly to me."

"Then why did Her Excellency Angelita mention him specifically and let me tell you that he is in Icethorn City?"

Violet shook her head: "Because she is Ventus' aunt and the one who taught him magic."

Elaine still finds it very strange, if the relationship between Violet and Ventus is really so ordinary, Angelita should not specifically mention each other and ask him to send a message to Violet.But if the two were friends, there was no need for Violet to hide it from him...

He glanced at Violet suddenly, and the poet was taken aback by him: "What's wrong?"

"Violet," Elaine guessed tentatively, "could he have been with you before..."

Angelita is such a beauty, and of course her nephew will not be hard to see where to go. With Violet's habit of taking all men and women, even if she really had something with Ventus, it doesn't seem too strange——

He thought this idea was very reasonable, but Violet's reaction was like swallowing a fly: "God, how could you have such an idea? Ventus and I are such a terrible combination, just thinking about it It’s going to be a nightmare, how is it possible.”

His disgusted expression was so real that Elaine had to dismiss the idea, but she became even more puzzled: "Then what is your relationship?"

It's hard to say what kind of feelings he has for "Ventus", a name that was unfamiliar before today, but Elaine thought that he might not like this person—no matter what the relationship was, the other party was related to someone he didn't know Violet had shared memories, and thinking of Violet's past in which he had not been a part, he had to admit that he was almost envious with envy.

He doesn't know what's wrong with him. Recently, some kind of inexplicable anxiety has been haunting his heart. Obviously Violet is still fine, but he often thinks that if the other party suddenly disappears one day, he really doesn't know. what to do.

This made him more curious about Violet's past, and more concerned about other details. He was afraid of losing Violet. Although he knew that the poet only regarded him as a young and ignorant temporary partner, he still Can't help but want more and more greedily.

why?Was Violet really that important to him?

Elaine asked herself.

But there was no answer to this question, for he found it difficult to gauge the poet's place in his heart.Like a lover, but also like a mentor, sometimes like a gentle relative... He couldn't let go of every part of Violet, or in other words, he had already formed a dependence on Violet unconsciously.

It's even hard to tell whether it's like or love, but he is very clear that he wants to possess the other person, not only the body, but also the soul.Maybe it was greedy, but it was the first time he had such an idea for a person, he hoped to let Violet know, and hoped that this dream could become a reality.

At first Violet felt a little puzzled by his inquisitive attitude, but Elaine's mind was really easy to guess, and he understood after a second thought: his little Romeo was jealous of Ventus.

He thought it was a little funny, but he couldn't help thinking about it. A certain thought hovered in his mind for a long time, and finally he simply reached out and hugged Elaine, leading her in his direction. When he was in his arms, he reached out and ruffled the short hair of the other party, and then kissed his forehead.

Elaine looked up at him in a daze, but was lost in the smile at the corner of his mouth.Bedridden due to illness, the poet only wore a thin nightgown, with a beautiful collarbone and a small half-white chest exposed at the neckline. The red hair was untrimmed and casually scattered on the shoulders, looking lazy and charming.

He also followed the agreement with Elaine and did not cover up the freckles on his face, but due to illness, his complexion is not very good, so it doesn't look obvious now, only some shallow marks, which are more like a moving tired face than blemishes, appearing Very endearing.

"Don't worry, Ventus and I really don't have that kind of relationship." Violet bowed his head and kissed him again, this time on the corner of his mouth, "If you don't believe me, I can take you to Icethorn City together ,OK?"

"But didn't you say no?" Elaine was dazed by his kiss, but she still remembered the conversation just now, and obviously cared about it very much.

"You care so much about my relationship with Ventus, so I want you to believe what you see, so that you can get all these horrible guesses out of your head." Violet reached out to unbutton his shirt, moving slowly, sideways Xie Bian asked casually, "Then do you want to go?"

Elaine was silent for a long time, and when the poet was untying and playing, and his slender fingers were about to play with the buttons of his jacket, he came back to his senses and nodded: "Go."