Little Priest's Cat Diary

For King David, there are only things in the palace that he doesn't want to know, and there is nothing he can't know.

Therefore, in the evening, the news that Sardis went to see the princess and had a quarrel with the princess had reached King David.

At this time, King David was having a meal, and the old servant stood by to serve him.

There was another person in the room. The young commander of the Knights of the Shield sat at the same table with King David, having dinner together.

He seemed at ease and wasn't nervous about having dinner with Wang, which was obviously a regular occurrence for him.

When he heard the news, King Davie was silent for a moment, and raised his hand to make people retreat.

Putting down the table knife in his hand, he sighed and said, "So that child thinks so..."

The young commander with long flaxen hair also put down the tableware, seemingly casually throwing it on the table, but he didn't make any sound, and his movements were extremely elegant, which was a habitual demeanor formed over the years.

He looked at King Davie, his eyes were as bright as morning stars on his ordinary face.

He sneered unceremoniously: "Why don't people tell you about the evil you did yourself?"

Seeing that King Davie was silent, he frowned and said, "I really don't understand. Since you know you have done something wrong, you shouldn't continue to do it. Why do you still insist on marrying that woman when you know it is wrong?" The woman is the princess?"

The black-haired king smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

He raised his hand to signal, and the old attendant stepped forward and filled the crystal wine glass on the table.

King David picked up the wine glass and stared at the bright red wine swaying gently in the glass. The blood-like crimson seemed to be reflected in his eyes, staining his black eyes with a layer of blood.

"You're still young, so you don't understand."

The middle-aged king's voice was low and hoarse.

"I've lost so much...whether it's that person... or my own..."

"I threw away the thing I was most proud of..."

"They're lost, never to be found again, no matter how much I regret it."

The man's voice sounded like a sigh.

"So, I'm not reconciled."

"Give up so much, lose so much, but still can't get it, how can you be reconciled."

"I've lost so much... So, now I just hold on tightly to what I can get, hold on tight to what I have."

The black-haired king raised his head, poured a glass of wine into his mouth, and a drop of bright red water oozed from the corner of his mouth slowly slipped down his chin.

The pitch-black hair fell down, blocking the corners of his eyes, making it difficult for people to see clearly the expression in his eyes at the moment.

The young commander stared at him for a while, put his hands on the table, and stood up.

"I really don't understand these messy things."

He turned his head away, no longer looking at King Davies.

"I just know that I don't like you the way you are."

Such disrespectful and presumptuous words towards the king were unceremoniously spoken out by the young commander.

After speaking, he turned around, and the long flaxen hair in a bunch was thrown away behind him.

He strode forward and left the room.

King David sat quietly at the dining table, turning the empty wine glass with rough fingers.

There was no anger on his face because of the young commander's disrespectful words, but a bit of bitterness.

...What do I look like now...?

He raised his hand and raised his wine glass by his side.

The old attendant stepped forward and filled the glass with bright red wine again.

Spicy wine poured down his throat, and his vision was slightly blurred. In the slight drunkenness, the black-haired king remembered the past in a trance.

When he met Opelila for the first time, he was also half awake and half drunk.

On that night 14 years ago, in order to celebrate the victory of the war, he and the soldiers who fought together held a feast in the Sea God Temple.

Because he was in a good mood, he drank a lot of wine during the banquet and felt a little drunk, so he left the banquet and went for a walk outside, trying to sober up.

Half awake and half drunk, he didn't know where he was going.

I only remember that when he was a little more awake, he had already walked into a courtyard where wisterias were in full bloom.

The bright moonlight fell and fell on the sleeping woman leaning on the wicker chair in the wisteria garden.

In the dark night, her fair skin seemed to glow.

Women are so beautiful that they are not like ordinary people.

Maybe it's the goddess who came to the world by the moonlight, or maybe it's the elf of the moonlight.

In the hazy moonlight, the blushing woman with a hint of drunkenness on her face opened her eyes and looked at him.

At that glance, all the stars were overshadowed.

In the garden of wisterias, it was like a fantastic night.

……

He thought it was just a dream of Wushan cloud and rain.

Or maybe it was because the moonlight was so beautiful that day that he accidentally bumped into the elf of the moonlight, and had a one-night dewy love with him.

Later, when the minister proposed that the former princess had died of illness for many years and he should marry a new princess, he would always remember the dream of that night for some reason, and then reject the minister's proposal.

Ten years later, by accident, he saw Opelilla again.

Only then did he discover to his astonishment that the woman he had been thinking about for ten years, the woman he thought only existed in his dreams, turned out to be Treya's wife.

It turns out that night ten years ago was not a dream.

Yes, that was not a dream, but a big mistake.

Since it was a mistake, it should not continue to make mistakes.

He should pretend that nothing happened, forget this matter forever, and forget that woman forever.

...but he couldn't forget it after all.

He endured it for more than a year, but the fire of yearning for Opelila burned more and more intensely in his heart, which could not be extinguished no matter what.Finally, he couldn't help but meet Opelila secretly in the Sea God's Temple.

At that time, he thought, as long as we meet each other, the last meeting will be fine.

However, there is no end to desire. Once there is the first time, there will be the second time, and the third time...

After all, he was defeated by his desire.

One step wrong, step by step wrong.

In the end, it reached the point of no return.

[You know it's wrong, why do you continue to make mistakes? 】

Yes, there are some things that you know are wrong.

But until now, there are too many things involved and entangled, so that you can never look back.

You can only continue down this wrong path, go wrong...

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As the sky gradually darkened, Mia wanted to go back to the Sea God Temple, but Sardis told him to stay in the palace for one night.

"That's not good?"

Mia hesitated.

It turns out that staying in the general's mansion is fine, but staying in the palace is a bit... and the female officer serving Sardis also said that it is against the rules for him to stay overnight like this.

Sardis unceremoniously drove the nagging female officer out. He sat on the seat, raised his foot and stepped on the seat, and snorted, looking like a gentleman.

"What if I don't follow the rules? Who can control me?"

Seeing Sardis' sloppy face, Mia said angrily, "Yeah, no one can control you, then I want to go back, and you can't control me."

Sardis was not happy.

"You really want to go back? Won't you listen to me?"

Mia smiled.

"Well, I don't listen." He looked at Sardis with a smile and said, "Why, my lord prince, do you want to punish me?"

"you……"

Sardis just wanted to get angry, but he couldn't get angry after seeing the bright blue eyes staring at him.

A thought suddenly flashed in his mind, and his eyes flickered.

"I didn't mean it that way."

The blond boy who was about to get angry suddenly became depressed. He lowered his eyes, put his hands on his knees, and his eyes fell lightly on the ground.

"Since entering the palace, no one has even spoken to me." He said, "Those guys who serve me appear to be obedient, but in fact, all of them are obedient."

The boy hugging one knee lowered his eyes, his fine eyelashes cast shadows in his eyes, revealing a little loneliness.

"I sometimes hear them discussing me in private." He whispered, "They say that I am not a serious prince at all, but just a burden brought by the princess."

Seeing Sardis's unintentional look of loneliness, Mia's heart tightened.

"Don't care what those people say."

He hurriedly opened his mouth to comfort Sardis.

"They are all irrelevant people. Didn't you say before that you don't care about those strangers."

A 13-year-old boy suddenly became a prince one day and had to leave the general's mansion and live in a strange palace.

Not only did he leave the familiar environment, but even the people around him were strangers, and the only mother he was familiar with could not even meet face to face.If it was him, he would also feel very uneasy.

Thinking about it this way, Mia felt a little distressed when she looked at the young man who was a little listless in front of her eyes.

"You said, let me stop thinking about those strangers and think about you more." Sardis said in a low voice, "I want to talk to you more."

Mia nodded: "Well, I'll stay tonight and talk with you."

Sardis lowered his eyes, no one could see the flash of a smile in his eyes.

The corner of Sardis's lips raised a little, thinking secretly that he was not lying. When he first moved in, there were indeed servants who were obsequious to him, and there were indeed maids who were gossiping about him in secret.

It's just that those guys have been cleanly cleaned up by him long ago, and the people who can still stay in his palace are relatively honest people.

That's why he had to wait so long to bring Mia in.

He didn't want someone to block him when he was with Mia.

Thinking of this, Sardis remembered the incident that made him feel bad not long ago.

He raised his hand, put his flexed index finger in front of his lips, and frowned.

"I say……"

"Ok?"

The young man raised his eyes, his eyes were deep in his heterochromatic pupils.

"Has she kissed you twice already?"

"........."

Miya didn't know how to answer.

Saying 'yes' doesn't seem like a good idea.

Said 'no', and got bumped both times.

He could only cough in embarrassment, and said, "It's just a kiss on the forehead, it's not a big deal..."

"No big deal?"

There was a little coldness in Sardis's eyes, and he said expressionlessly: "I am her son, and she has never kissed me since she was a child, why did she kiss you?"

Mia blinked, looked at Sardis, and asked, "Are you... jealous?"

Sardis was stunned for a moment, and when he wanted to understand the meaning of Mia's words, his face suddenly turned red.

"What are you kidding! How can I be jealous of something like this—"

The boy blushed and denied it.

He was just angry that Mia got close to others casually, and always let people kiss their hands and foreheads casually.

Jealous of mother being able to kiss Mia or something... He absolutely has no such idea!

Mia sighed, and said with a bit of distress: "Although you said you don't care, you still hope that Mrs. Opelila can kiss you like a mother."

Sardis: "..."

He breathed a sigh of relief, he coughed, and said, "Well, no, I said that I don't have any feelings for her anymore, in fact, because no one has kissed me like this since I was a child, so when I saw someone else being kissed, I would kiss her." A little jealous."

Normally, it is absolutely impossible for him to say such a thing.

But now, he doesn't know why, in order to prevent Mia from knowing the truth about his jealousy, he can make up anything.

"Well, I'm just jealous of this, because I think that others have it, why don't I have it, so..."

The words suddenly cut off here.

Sardis opened his eyes, and the magnified face of the young man approaching was reflected in the strange-colored pupils, as well as the familiar pale golden hair scattered in front of his eyes.

His heart suddenly missed a beat.

Mia kissed his forehead.

Even through the forehead hair, he could clearly feel the soft and warm touch on his forehead.

"Although it is impossible to replace your mother or something... But, you will have what others have."

The boy who kissed his forehead said, smiling.

Sardis touched his forehead in a daze.

He looked at Mia and asked, "I can have what others have?"

"Hmm~"

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In the middle of the night, the two teenagers slept on the same bed as usual.

"Huh? Goodnight kiss? This is a bit..."

"As you said, what others have, I have."

"........."

Looking at Sardis, who was sitting on the bed with his head tilted and looking at him motionless, and seeing the stubborn eyes of "you have to keep your word", Mia sighed.

What you say, you have to do it even when you kneel.

He leaned over and kissed Sardis on the forehead.

After the kiss was not very proficient, he whispered: "Then... good night?"

"OK, good night."

Sardis looked calm, showing no expression.

After speaking, he lay down and turned his back to Mia.

In the dark night, the boy secretly raised his hand to touch his forehead, and the corners of his lips curled up high.

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The night passed, and early in the morning, Mia sat up, yawned and stretched.

Someone tugged at his clothes.

He turned his head and saw Sardis also sitting up.

Sardis looked at him and said, "Good morning."

"Huh? ... Oh, good morning."

Mia was a little puzzled. When they slept together before, Sardis never said such things in the morning.

After he finished speaking, he wanted to get off the bed, but Sardis reached out and grabbed the clothes at the nape of his neck and dragged him back.

Inadvertently, he was pulled so that he fell backwards, and the back of his head happened to be pressed against Sardis's leg.

Mia just lay on her back, her eyes met Sardis who was looking down at him.

He asked a little angrily, "What are you doing?"

"Did you forget something?"

"what?"

Sardis nodded his forehead: "You forgot this."

Mia: "???"

Seeing Mia's blank expression, Sardis simply spoke up.

"Where's my good morning kiss?"

Mia: "...No, don't you find it bothering you to come here every morning and evening?"

Sardis raised his eyebrows and said, "What you said, I have what others have."

Mia: "..."

Is it too late for me to repent now?