Camellia camellia

Spring is here, my beloved reindeer, should you wake up after hibernation?

Camelia ran into the bedroom holding her skirt, and saw Mirja being supported by Irina. She quickly walked a few steps and took a pillow to put it behind her, and then grabbed her hand, with tears in her eyes sitting in front of the bed.

Mirka's face was as pale as snow, and her skin was morbidly red.

She looked at Camelia, her eyes were soft and almost dripping, she raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and reached out to her.

"Don't move, let me do it." The female lord hurriedly covered her hand and put it under the quilt, for fear that she would be blown by the cold wind.Who has ever seen such carefulness?It's because Mirjia is on the tip of her heart, watching over her every day, looking forward to her waking up every day, even if she is brushed by the falling flowers on the bedside, she will feel pain in her heart.

"Drink water? I'll get you some water." Irina was about to get a water glass, but was persuaded by Camelia and let her leave the house with everyone.Irina understood, arranged everything and put it aside, quietly retreated, leaving this world to these two people.

Mirga was still very weak, so she took a sip of water from Camelia's hand and stopped drinking.Camelia herself had been busy for a while, and felt that she was too ecstatic, so she calmed down beside her, holding that hand and rubbing it against her cheek.

"It's so cold."

Mirja withdrew her hand and stroked Camelia's long hair.

"Carly, my little wolf, I have finally gained freedom. However, my hand can no longer hold the sword. From now on, are you willing to let me like this accompany you through the rest of the road?" She just woke up from sleep, and she spoke every word very slowly, as if she had gone through the whole winter.

"I am willing, Mirja, I am willing. As long as I am here, we will never be apart...I promise you." She stroked Mirja's thin shoulders, and she could feel it through her clothes, Mirja Most of her left shoulder has healed, and in the remaining time, she is confident that Mirjia will recover.

"Promise me to rest well, for me, you must recover, okay?" The woman in her arms nodded slightly. "You can live in Sicily as long as you want." She held her in her arms, "I am the king of Talia..."

As long as you can live, I will exchange everything I have.

Mirga, I love you.

I love you.

love you

you.

The firm voice of the last female grand duchess of the Camellia family echoed in the room in Aravana that bears the imprint of hundreds of years, and it will also be deposited in a long time in the bronzing text of the book and recorded in the long river of time.In the instant she didn't notice, a line of small words engraved with fire flashed away on the snow-white neck.

"Even after tens of thousands of years, I will always love you."

——The magic circle of the silver eye floating above Thalia finally activated.

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Hehehehe, it's over.

I have a lot of deleted outlines, stalks, etc., wait for me to sort it out and see if I can write something extra.