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"Then why do you care whether Mirja is alive or dead?" Yesenia's voice still echoes in the ears of the Grand Duchess like a drum.

——If I love someone else with all my heart, what is Mirja to me?

Camelia has resumed her previous life trajectory. Seeing that the end of the year is approaching, she has too much to do, and the burden of responsibilities makes her almost have no time to complain about herself. It's just that during the breaks between work, her eyes always stay unconsciously on the forever Perched on the silver-eyed cloud above Thalia.

Why is there no news from Oliveira? Are Mirga and Fran safe now?

"What should I do?" she murmured involuntarily.

Irina, who was serving by the side, couldn't help biting her lower lip, but just kept silent, because she knew that now, no one could comfort her, and no one had the right to do so.

The Alava Palace has finally regained its tranquility after the riot a month ago, but in such a depressed mood, everyone is walking on thin ice, especially Camelia's close attendant, maybe just an inadvertent look of pity, will Destroy all their masters.

Until one Saturday afternoon, it was snowing outside.

Someone knocked on her door.At Camelia's gesture, Irina went to open the door, and a beautiful girl stood in front of her.

Irina's breathing froze for a moment, and her heart sank.But the beautiful girl suddenly gestured to her, which made Irina suddenly realize something, saluted respectfully as usual, and then reported to her master.

"Master, Miss Flora is here to see you."

Camelia didn't even raise her eyelids, she was still buried in the report, she just dealt with it lightly: "Ask her what's the matter, I'm a bit busy, if necessary, I can ask her to find Katie."

Flora, who was standing at the door, could hear it clearly, she shook her hands unnaturally, her face flushed.Camelia had never treated her like this before, and she had been dissuaded by Ellen from disappearing before her eyes for so long, yet this was the result.

She was only to blame for mentioning that person's name when Camelia invited her to the opera.She clearly knew that Camelia had something in her heart, but she only blamed herself for still having the slightest bit of fantasy, and even brought up the matter of the fiancé absurdly... Now that I think about it, I am really confused, and this finally annoyed Camelia, Let her walk away and leave the box when the opera has not yet started.Yes, even though it was an appointment by the Grand Duke, she thought she could try to comfort her, but she didn't expect that what she got in return was just such a great ride.

She didn't even want to see her face again.

"Please hand this over to the Grand Duke." Flora bit her lips, her eyes were extremely bright, and she had already thought through all the things that required her to blame herself, "I will come to see you again."

She handed a small box in her hand to Irina, then bowed in Camelia's direction, then turned and left with a straight back.

Irina looked at the box stuffed in her hand, it was obviously carefully packed.She weighed it, and it seemed to be...

She looked at Camelia with some hesitation, then made a quick decision, closed the door behind her back, and carefully held the box, placing it on a bookshelf a little far away from Camelia.The owner of this corner doesn't come often, maybe, one day, she will want to see it.

"She actually told me that she asked me to drink the juice of Nessanola and be with her. This is really ridiculous. It seems that my problem of orientation really caused them a lot of trouble." Camelia's voice was not loud Not small, but Irina could hear it.She shook her head, sighed, and walked back to Camelia.

"I love Mirka not because she is a woman, but because he is Mirjia. Tell me, why don't they understand?" She stopped writing, her lips were tightly pursed, and she seemed to hesitate to speak. "Tell me, if you dig out a person's heart, how long can you live..." The Grand Duchess raised her head and looked at Irina who was serving beside her, her pretty eyes were full of exhaustion. "It seems like a hole has been gouged out here, and I can hear the wind whistling through the hole. I don't blame anyone, yes, I have no reason to blame others. But how long can I last like this ? I am confused, what is the meaning of my existence?"

Irina pursed her lips tightly, she knew clearly that Camelia's question did not require her to answer.

"Maybe I was wrong. I pushed myself to this level step by step. Maybe I should have decided on my fiancé long ago, instead of letting myself make a vow in front of my elder sister, my lord, that I will be with her for the rest of my life." .”

Camelia's laughter rang out in the room, which seemed unusually abrupt.

She was crazy, and she wished her sanity had disappeared.But she couldn't, as the sole master of the Redditrell family, what she was supposed to do was much more than what she hoped to do.

"But even if this is the case, I can't help turning back now. Irina, go and inform Katie that I'm going to Contain Weiss, and I'll go now." Taking this opportunity of a visit in name to test out Milia's tone, after all, there are some things, if Earl Contain Wyss, who holds the information channel, is willing to disclose to her, then the quiet chat between husband and wife is obviously the most important thing. good way.But for the current situation, being able to get some information through the mouth of a third party is a drop in the bucket for her, but it is better than not knowing the situation.

"Yes Master."

The hanging star curtain gradually wakes up with the pale night sky. What I have to say is that the sky of Dominica looks so different on the four continents. The blue sky and the low pressure of the clouds are like a lift. You can touch it with your hands.Such superficial brilliance reflected on the pale face of the Grand Duchess, as if it had painted some unpredictable colors on her youthful face.The morning sun shone on the window sill of the carriage, reflecting the subtle light slightly through the golden painted patterns.

Seeing her wake up, Irina stretched out her hand and tucked up the fox fur coat she was wearing: "It was very cold last night, I think you turned over several times and didn't sleep well, will you catch a cold? Do you feel unwell?"

Camelia was taken aback for a moment, and then shook her head: "I had a nightmare. I thought I would be able to break free when I woke up, but I didn't expect to close my eyes and continue with that part." She took Irina's hand The cup came, tilted his head and thought for a while: "It's obviously very clear, but now I can't remember it at all."

Irina comforted her with a gentle smile: "This is the best, it just shows that what appears in the dream will never come true no matter what."

"I hope so. I only remember that there was Mirka in the dream, and the rest, as if the memory was suddenly lost." She rubbed her eyes and glanced out of the window. "I remember this place, Wilda, when I was a child and my parents went to visit Mr. Vincent, I always walked here."

Her clear eyes seem to be covered with a layer of distant memories: "There is still a distance from Bodo, you go ahead and call Katie here." Her tone eased, and Irina knew that Camelia was going to Asking her to take a rest, she didn't refuse, and went to the front to call Katie.

Although it is going all the way to the southwest, it is already the season of the goddess of ice and snow. Even the southernmost horizontal mountain range in Dominica is silvery white... Irina is wrapped in a thick blanket and curled up behind the groom, turning her head and looking away. To the hazy tall mountains in the distance.Yes, across the horizontal and vertical mountains, there is a vast plain, a canal city standing on the edge of the forest, and two iconic white twin towers standing tall on the central square, which is the hometown of her parents.Although she was born in Dominica, she still couldn't help herself when she thought of the sanctified city.

Although she is employed by the Camellia family, she is not like Katie.And her master once promised her that no matter whether she left or returned, as long as she wanted, the path of servant beside Thalia's majestic gate would always be open for her.

When I think of this, I feel very warm in my heart.

The person's voice and smile appeared in front of her eyes, and Irina closed her eyes sleepily, with a contented smile on her lips.

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