Your Mightiness

August wanted to be Raphael's long-legged uncle, but considering the actual situation, he could only be his short-legged nephew, which was not particularly successful.

I don't know from which day, when Raphael was active in the castle, he always felt as if he was being watched by something. Whenever he walked alone through the long corridor covered with Persian carpets, there would always be a sound of someone other than him. A second footstep outside.But when Raphael suddenly turned around to look, he could only see an empty space, except for the murals and decorations made of knight armor.

The endless corridors of the old castle, the Gothic-style sharp lines, the jumping lighting wall fires in the darkness... Raphael can't help but imagine a child alone in this situation figure.

Even though he was well clothed and well fed, with hundreds of servants, he was still naked under the sky and wilderness. He was so lonely, as if he had no warmth in his heart.

Suddenly, a stern but caring voice revived from the depths of memory. It was hard to describe what kind of voice it was.He said, "Oh..."

The memory was suddenly interrupted by a sound, which came from behind the polished armor.A piece of the cloak that hadn't had time to be taken back into hiding was so conspicuous.Pure white piping, scarlet velvet, and signature golden iris embroidery.The iris, which represents the French royal family, was the ambition of his eldest brother William more than ten years ago.He wants to avenge his wife, win back his mother's hometown, and make amends for his son. With so many thoughts, he will no longer have time to feel lonely.

After waiting for a while, when Raphael pretended to stop and admire the oil paintings on the wall with one eye closed, he just watched the corner of the robe being pulled back little by little. Behind the knight armor.Like a golden-red squirrel with its mouth full of chestnuts, it is obviously so afraid of humans, but it only stupidly speeds up its eating speed when humans approach.

Raphael covered the corner of his lips that couldn't help laughing with a light cough.

Such "haunted" incidents are just the beginning.

One day, Raphael returned home late, and there was heavy snow on the road, which was the first time in a hundred years in Bristol, which was not too cold in winter. No one, including Raphael, was prepared.The carriage couldn't move an inch, and it tossed all night. When Raphael returned to the castle, it was almost dawn, and even the sky was covered with white fish maw.When Raphael passed the hall, he saw the burning fireplace and August's personal servant who pretended to be the only one in the hall.

"Your Excellency." The valet performed a perfect etiquette impeccably.

Raphael didn't even look at him, but just glanced at the heavy curtains that showed a human silhouette, and the half cup of hot milk left in the porcelain cup next to the high back chair.The most important thing is the silver fringed cushion that can still feel the warmth when you touch it. The green cushion is embroidered with a childlike little white snake that tied itself into a bow. It is said that it was ordered by August. I always insist that silver and green and bow snakes are the best match.

Raphael touched the exquisite embroidery on the cushion for a long time. Such vivid and ingenious craftsmanship can only be possessed by the mysterious East on the other side of the sea.

Raphael seemed to be chatting with the personal servant, but his eyes were always looking at the curtain. He said, "It's getting late, you should go to bed early."

"Yes." The valet trembled.From the very beginning, he felt that His Excellency's plan would not work, the simplest flaw - how dare he, a servant, enjoy the luxury of the fireplace in the hall without the presence of the master, and keep it burning all night?But after seeing Raphael's inscrutable eyes and Bi's silent gesture on his lips, he could only choose to shut up in the end.

When Raphael left, before reaching the turning stairs, he heard the voice of a little boy asking anxiously: "Did he find out, did he find out?"

Of course he found out—

"It should, no." The personal servant said without conscience.

—He just doesn't know what you're going to do.Raphael said in his heart.

The next morning, Raphael didn't go out. He drank the warming black tea prepared by the old butler, and deliberately chose to sit in the most conspicuous hothouse. On the way to watch the knight training, he waited for someone When he took one step, the opponent had to take two or three steps with his short legs.

The short-legged classmate's legs are really short. He didn't come over until the sun was shining.

The blue eyes seemed to have been washed, and there was a bunch of golden hair standing on the top of his head that would not be suppressed no matter what. He was dressed in gold-red aristocratic attire, walking from far to near, as if A flame lights up the whole winter.

"Al." Raphael held his chin and smiled at the child.

Then, as a matter of course, they went to see the knight training together,

The daily knight training is the activity that August looks forward to and likes most in a day, but now he is absent-minded and fidgeting.Even though he tried his best to cover it up, his stiff back, erratic eyes, and the words he opened and swallowed several times, all betrayed him mercilessly.This is a person who is so straightforward that there is no need to guess. Of course, as the old butler said, in most cases, August does not need to hide his emotions, because there are some people who are willing to cater to His Excellency the Duke. .

In this way, August looked at the knight, and Raphael looked at him, August, until August finally found a topic other than studying bluntly.

Raphael listened with a smile, neither said he was interested nor disinterested, but his smoky gray eyes were brighter than usual.

August lowered his head, missed Raphael's expression, and said according to the script he had typed countless times in his heart, "When I passed by the locker room, I always thought..."

The locker room is actually the bathroom.In this regard, there is an astonishing tacit understanding between the East and the West in ancient times. Everyone likes to use changing clothes to express euphemism for solving personal physiological needs.The bathroom is directly called "wardrobe" by the nobles in the Middle Ages, a name for a cloakroom.

And, yes, there has always been such a thing as a bathroom in medieval castles.Nobles are already consciously pursuing health.

Change August's bad impression of the messy and sanitary environment in the Middle Ages.No matter what era or country it is in, dirty and messy will always be for most poor working people. This is a fact that cannot be completely changed even in modern times.In the Middle Ages there were just more poor people.

Nobles who account for only 1% to 2% of the total population always have ways to make their lives better.

It is said that the drainage system of London in the Middle Ages was very bad, and the river was stinky, but who asked whether the nobles would set foot in the suburbs of half of London in their lifetime?

Of course, this still doesn't explain the sudden appearance of the toilet.

Out of bored curiosity, August used to browse Baidu, and he clearly knew that the flush toilet in the West actually appeared very early, and the world's first flush toilet already existed at the end of the sixteenth century.However, in terms of the standard of living and the development of buildings, the fictional era that August passed through should have been around the fifteenth century. In any case, it was not the turn of the flush toilet to enter the stage of history.

August had previously guessed whether there was a traveler who was not as useless as him and changed the history of this time and space.

Now it seems that only the aborigines here - a special aborigine - are very smart. Just from some text messages with August, they have found various convenient ways to make life better for themselves and the whole era .Such convenience should be reflected in all aspects, but August didn't realize it until the answer was sent to him.

"You are really amazing." August praised sincerely.

Raphael's expression...became indescribable. If I had to say it, it would mean that my pants were all taken off, so why don't you just tell me this?Today's afternoon tea is unnecessary.