Your Mightiness

Then, August got off his horse and had a good time with Bambi.

As for the promised deer hunt... what is that thing?I don't know either.This must be a conspiracy by the Deer Stars!At the end of the game, August even had the urge to keep the deer.

The tall knight commander has been silently accompanying August, always vigilant about his surroundings, for fear that other prey will suddenly rush out. The workload is much more than when August was on the horse, but he did not complain. Or urge August to leave.It wasn't until August really wanted to take the deer back that the knight commander had no choice but to dissuade him.

"Why?" asked His Excellency the Duke.

"If we take it away, his parents won't be able to find it, and they will be anxious." The knight commander replied softly, fearing that he would destroy the young Duke's innocence.

August, who had no childlike innocence for a long time, returned the knight leader with a dead expression: "Do I look like the kind of seven or eight-year-old child who is easy to coax?"

"No, sir, you are nine years old."

"..." I'll tear you down and bite you again!

The tug-of-war was at a stalemate, and the knight commander could only tell the real reason in the end: "This is a meat deer, it's a bit embarrassing to raise it."

Deer has been edible meat until modern times, and only some species are protected animals that are prohibited from hunting.In fact, British experts even encouraged the hunting of wild deer to protect the ecological balance because there are too many wild deer in the country.In the Middle Ages when there was no Disney or Bambi, for most aristocrats, these meat deer were not much different from domestic chickens and ducks, but a high-grade red meat with more lean meat and more delicate oil That's all.

Parents will buy kittens and dogs as pets for their children, but they rarely buy calves and donkeys as pets, right?The impression of meat deer belongs to the latter.

In addition, the special group of nobles has always been picky and lazy, and they would even laugh at others wearing the same dress at different balls, let alone August.

August lowered his head, touched the silly deer that wasn't aggressive at all, and still liked him very much. Finally, the moment before the knight commander was so distressed that he almost said "whatever others say, you can keep it if you want" , August nodded in agreement, dispelling the idea of ​​raising the silly deer in front of him.

If August only represents himself, he can not be afraid of others' words, and even go directly to those nobles, I like to raise him, what's the matter?But he doesn't just represent himself these days.August is the only son of the Black Prince, the future master of the Knights of the Garter, and the lords of Gloucester, Bristol, and Cambridge counties. He cannot allow them to be criticized for some of his unintentional actions.

After making the decision, August immediately got up and left, lest he regret it.

The silly deer didn't understand the situation, and ran after August for a while. After being chased away by the attendants several times, it reluctantly stopped at the edge of the woods, until it watched August's team leave its sight.

When August returned to the lounge, Raphael had just briefly finished entertaining with the dignitaries. Before that, they had been playing a medieval game called throwing flags that August didn't understand the rules at all.Seeing August came back, Raphael waited at the door for a while, and personally carried August off the horse.

"What's the matter, you look a little depressed." Raphael's observations of August are always so considerate that it would be scary to think about it. Even if the arc of August's mouth drops by one degree, he will feel a little bit aware.

August shook his head and said nothing. He didn't really want to talk about it, and he didn't want to look like a child who lost his temper when he couldn't get a toy.

"Okay." Raphael didn't insist on asking, he always grasped the size of the conversation, persisted when he should ask, and quickly changed the subject when he shouldn't.After Raphael hugged Auguste, he never put him down again. He carried him all the way into the warm lounge, walked past the curious eyes of the resting ladies, and went straight to the more private room. side hall.Raphael's deputy helped to finish it off, explaining that His Excellency the Duke was too tired to keep his eyes open, which made everyone laugh again and express their understanding, children.

The layout of the side hall imitates the Persian style, with cushions and exotic tassels everywhere, specially for children to play and play, and they can sleep when they are tired.There are not only toys in the room, but also some illustrated books that are more suitable for children to read, and there are even books about the East that the crown prince strongly requested.

August paused for a moment, always finding it strange that the manservant who delivered the snacks said this on purpose.

However, when August sank into the pile of cushions, he couldn't think of anything, and he collapsed there, not wanting to move.He was really tired, but he didn't notice because he was excited just now.Raphael knew him better than he did.

"Are you going out later?" Raphael asked August as he unbuttoned his cloak.

The old butler and the valet could only stand aside and worry about being robbed of their jobs.

August shook his head. He was no longer interested in going out to play: "When you go out, tell Andre and the others for me. They can move freely and have fun."

"Okay." Raphael didn't feel that it was condescending for an earl to only convey such a message. After undressing August, he began to read for August who was holding a book. Special feeding nuts.August likes to eat almonds very much, chewing them at an extremely fast speed. The more he looks, the more he looks like a golden-red fluffy-tailed squirrel.

While feeding and feeding, August habitually kept his eyes on the book, and simply moved his neck to chase Raphael's erratic feeding skills, and then moved, and was kissed by Raphael on the forehead.With a certain cool and sweet feeling.

"Hey!" August, who had been teased, couldn't help laughing all of a sudden.He didn't know what kind of strange physiological reaction it was, he was a little angry and wanted to laugh, and he had long forgotten the initial depression.He threw down the book, turned over and sat on Rafael's body, threatening, "Let me not eat almonds, believe it or not, I ate you!"

Raphael simply lay down in a disorderly and shapeless manner, posing as a rascal who "allows you to taste".

August became even angrier, and leaned forward. When he was really about to chew on Raphael's saliva, he was awakened by the old butler's cough.

The old housekeeper was already terrified while watching, always feeling fascinated by the development of the interaction between the pair of uncles and nephews.

Raphael put it away as soon as he saw it, got up again, and was about to leave after putting August back in a pile of cushions: "If you are really tired, go to sleep for a while, I will be back soon."

Covered with a small blanket, August started to look at the picture book in his hand one after another, and fell asleep in the pile of cushions after looking at it.

After Raphael left the door, after conveying August's words to his knight commander Andre, he skillfully asked August about his previous unhappiness.

"Could you please tell me exactly what that deer looks like?"

"Huh?" The knight commander looked at Raphael warily.

"Since Orr likes it, even if it can't be raised, it can't be killed, right?" Raphael said, "I will order someone to find it and send it out of the deer park."

Only then did the knight commander nod, patiently described the appearance of the deer, and then emphasized three times the deed of chasing it foolishly to eat.

Raphael rubbed his chin thoughtfully, always felt that this stupid deer was similar to someone in throwing himself into a trap.

……

When August woke up, it was completely dark, and beside him was the little blushing crown prince who was sleeping curled up.August was taken aback for a moment, when did he come?But this finally explained why he dreamed about the radiator, two small stoves hug each other to keep warm, can it not be hot!

August and the Crown Prince's valet have been dutifully guarding the room. Seeing that August woke up, they wanted to go forward and ask.

August shook his head, pointed to the still sleeping crown prince, carefully pulled away, took the initiative to go to the next door to wash with his personal servant, and changed his clothes at the suggestion of the old housekeeper who heard the news. In order to participate in the whole deer banquet in the evening.

"Yel hasn't come back yet?"

"It should be soon." The old housekeeper said.

The sound insulation effect was not good, and suddenly there was a more excited scream: "What? Your Majesty and Catherine are together? Did you really see them cheating in the wild?"

"..." At that moment, the scene was extremely embarrassing.

The old butler was very angry. He felt that the other party had ruined their pure and innocent Duke, so he explained bluntly, hoping that August could forget those messy words.

On the other hand, August was thinking about a question. His uncle was already getting old, and he was still working so hard in the winter. Was he not afraid of the cold, or did he feel that friction could generate heat?

Cough, it was embarrassing, after washing up, August went outside the lounge in the name of watching the night view.

"Ah, it's snowing."

The heavy snow that failed to arrive on Christmas day finally arrived after being late for a few days.Accompanied by the sound of horseshoes, the nobles who had returned from hunting came back in droves.Eye-catching scarlet riding attire, tight breeches and knee-high boots, surrounded by hounds and servants, the crowd returning with a full load appeared in August's vision from far and near.

At the front of the cavalry is the king with the highest status; the most prey is Miss Elizabeth, who is only seven years old; the most abnormal is Miss Mary, who is with you and me with the red rose boy... But August still sees it at a glance. To Raphael in the crowd.

Wearing a black felt hat, he came on horseback, and the wind blew his cloak embroidered with silver trim, like the god of winter in mythology, noble and inviolable.