swear to love heaven

Unexpectedly, Aziz would come to the library at this time. Khaleesi smiled and invited him to sit down. Titi brought refreshments with a blushing face, stole a glance at Aziz, then quickly looked back, nodded and backed away.

"Why did you come here, didn't you want to accompany Elis to observe the mine today?"

Smiling and sighing, his eyes were a little strange. "not going."

"Why don't you go?" Picking up the crystal cup, the joyful sunlight by the window penetrated the transparent cup, leaving behind fragmented and colorful shadows. Another gorgeous and charming light and shadow are the ripples in the cup The autumn colors refracted in the blue eyes are boundless.

With an eternal bright smile, handsome yet mischievous, watching Khaleesi who was drinking tea, Aziz cleared his throat and said, "Erys made a very interesting request to the regent today, and the regent listened. In order not to be unhappy, all activities of the Mycenaean mission have been canceled."

Startled, half guessing, half puzzled. "What request?"

Open your mouth, with a slightly unhurried and teasing tone. "Please go to Mycenae as a guest."

"Me?" The blue eyes flashed fleeting surprise, not because of Elis' thoughts, but because of his actions.

I really don't know whether Elis is fearless and bold, or ignorant and reckless. He actually made this request to Lemomenna. Obviously, the great prime minister of Mycenae didn't think carefully.

Aziz took a sip of tea, and responded with a smile: "The regent rejected Elis' invitation immediately, and handed over the revised agreement to him, and asked him to bring it to the King of Mycenae for review as soon as possible. If there is no doubt , Hittite agrees to sign this new agreement."

Is this not an obvious eviction order?The regent really didn't hide his emotions, and he didn't show any face to others.

"Let me come here to tell you that the Prince Regent is in a very bad mood today after being disturbed by Elis. He has already scolded many officials who are not doing things well, and there are still a few generals who are waiting to deal with it. Well, there will be a prison. Right now, the situation in the main hall is in dire straits, do you want to take a look?"

Ministers are also human beings, and it is inevitable to make mistakes. If it is not a major crime, a minor punishment is enough.However, today, the young regent who was full of anger severely punished a group of officials who made mistakes, causing the atmosphere of the entire hall to fall into an unprecedented stagnation, an inexplicably tense dark haze, thickly Covering the resplendent and resplendent palace, everyone's nerves became a tight string, which seemed to be broken completely with just the slightest disturbance.

With drooping eyes and slightly furrowed brows, a gloom that could not be dispelled by the sun quietly covered her delicate face, causing Kalisi's expression to be slightly gloomy.

For a few moments, she sat quietly without saying a word.

The breeze blows by the window, and the bright light flows in the quiet and deep library. The translucent white gauze curtains dance gently, creating a leisurely and charming beauty.

After a long while, Aziz was about to speak a little impatiently, when Khaleesi got up and interrupted what he had just said.

Smiling, she walked out, the light skirt rippling at her feet, like mist floating on the lake in the morning, whirling and ethereal.

Aziz got up, walked behind her with a smile on his face, and the two stepped out of the library full of drunken autumn.

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The arrival of Khaleesi is like a ray of spring breeze that saves the common people in the long winter.

Such a refreshing spring breeze came lightly and silently, and the pure and clear breath was hidden in the white skirt, blowing away the dull air entrenched in the grand hall effortlessly.

Nodding, elegant and dignified as always, the smile on the corners of his lips is calm and quiet. "Regent."

Somewhat unexpectedly, there were slight changes in the gloomy complexion, subtle and difficult to catch.Glancing at the silver plate in the hand of the maid behind Khaleesi, she asked with a smile, "What good things did you bring?"

With a wave of hand, all the maids holding huge discs stepped forward. Kalixi walked in front of one of them, reached out and lifted the gold-plated lid, and a plate of exquisite and unique pastries suddenly appeared.

"Here are some snacks, they taste very good, I'll bring them for you to have a taste."

His brows were slightly frowned, and a sharp and strange light quickly flashed across the bright brown eyes, so fast that it was impossible to distinguish reality from reality.

"Just do what you said just now, you all step back." She said, turning her gaze away from Khaleesi, and looked at the ministers around her with cold eyes, her steady voice without the slightest warmth.

"Yes." Dozens of people bowed and saluted in unison, and then stepped out of the tall stone gate quietly and orderly.

"You just came here to deliver some snacks?" The corner of your eyes looked at the empty door, and you leaned back, leaning back on the wide rattan soft chair, leaning on one elbow, watching with a half-smile Looking at Khaleesi.

Nodding, sincere and serious. "Well, I am a person who knows how to share, such a delicious good thing, of course I will bring it to taste with you."

The maids put the plates on the table one by one, but bowed to salute, then quickly backed away, quiet as usual.

"...Kalixi." Without looking at the dazzling array of food on the table, Lemomena knew that she had no appetite at the moment, and she knew why this little girl came.

"Come, have a taste." Ignoring Lemomena's boring gaze when she cast her eyes on the pastry, she picked up a piece of snow-white pastry and brought it close to her lips, coaxing softly.

With lowered eyes, he hesitated for a moment, then opened his mouth helplessly and took a bite.

"How is it, is it delicious?" asked, looking forward to it.

"En." Replied lightly, swallowing the soft snack in her mouth, her lips and teeth were slightly sweet.

"Eat another piece."

"Don't eat it, you know I don't like to eat these sweet and greasy things." She took the pastry in Khaleesi's hand and put it back on the plate. She has always had no love for sweets.He took Khaleesi's hand, led her to sit beside him, and asked casually, "Is this made by an Egyptian cook?"

Shaking his head, he said unhurriedly, "No, it was done by Elis' servant."

His face was slightly surprised, and he guessed that someone would report to Kalixi, but he was not at all unhappy. "You know everything?"

"That depends on what you are referring to." After straightening out the wrinkles on the skirt, she secretly sorted out the myriad of threads in her heart, her blue eyes were clear and clear.

"What else can there be, isn't it the invitation he proposed this morning to invite you to Mycenae?" A ray of anger and coldness pierced through the tea-colored pupil membranes, quenching and icy like ice knives and frost swords.

"It's nothing more than a trivial matter, why bother to care so much." The gloomy cold seeped out from the body surrounded by anger, and quickly spread to Kalixi's eyes.

"A small matter... Do you think this is a small matter? Elis made such a bold request, what kind of plan is Mycenae planning, do you really think I don't know?" Almost gritted his teeth, some obvious The dangerous message came from the moment she lowered her eyes, it seemed to be an invisible anger, and it was also like a hidden fierceness.

Holding her hand backhand, trying to call back the soul that suddenly disappeared in those brown eyes, the brown eyes filled with a strong sense of slaughter unexpectedly caught Kalisi a little off guard, she opened her mouth eagerly. "No matter what plans the King of Mycenae has, he thinks it is absolutely impossible to endanger the safety of the Hittites. Let alone whether the strength is available, it is already impossible to fight across the sea."

His eyes flickered, and he narrowed his eyes, watching Kalixi tightly holding her hand... slender fingers, fair skin, knuckles that were whitened due to excessive force, trembling slightly with worry.

After a while, with a low sigh, she pulled out the hand that was painfully held by her, put it on Kalixi's shoulder, and stroked her long hair that was hanging down half of her body. The soft and cold silky feeling penetrated into her body along the palm of her hand, slowly Slowly pouring out Lemomena's dry blood that was burned by anger.

"Karixi, no matter what the idiots over the Aegean Sea plan to do, as long as you are by my side, I can feel at ease." As if whispering to himself, Lemomena looked at the door of the French window. His vision was a little dim, faintly hiding a helpless timidity that made one's breath stagnate.

"I'm right here, and I'll never leave you." Looking up, she looked at Lemomena's side face, flustered because of the affectionate and affectionate expression on this well-defined face, and made this scene more entangled with sadness. The deep outline of the shadow made her heart ache, and she wanted to heal the superficial wounds in her eyes that were too dazzling and bright, but she couldn't do anything.

This kind of Lemomena is rare, rare and desolate, rare and cowardly, just like the sky where the night is coming, the afterglow of the sky struggles helplessly at the edge of the bloody glow and the blue-black night, the harder the struggle, the faster the fall...

Smiling lightly, like a breeze, in the eyes, on the brows, spreading in an instant... Those brown eyes shone brightly and flamboyantly in the sun, a kind of affectionate charm... The happiness that came in a flash At this time, Lemomena smiled innocently like a child.

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The moonlight is bleak, the wind is sparse and the clouds are thick, and the colors are changing.

Strolling away, the towering mountains outside the corridor, the sparse silver light failed to illuminate the entire holy mountain, and the deep night dyed the black mountains.Hattusha City, which rests on the mountain, has faded away from the charming brilliance of the bright lights after a busy day. The huge city is like a quiet giant beast, lying at the foot of the mountain palace with a trace of vigilance, silently fell into a brief slumber.

More than fifty gray stone steps meander in front of the eyes, like a sparkling river, covered with cold silvery moonlight, flowing silently and indifferently to the deep corridor.

The stone railing under the palm is slightly damp, and the night dew is stained with the mountain wind, frowning the sporadic melancholy between the brows.

He didn't want to sigh, but he couldn't help but blurted out a soft sigh from his heavy chest.

Even Kalixi herself didn't know why she sighed for no reason. It was loneliness, melancholy, helplessness,... the sadness of yearning but not being able to.

Or, she is willing to give up, but actually misses the hard-to-let free life.

Occasionally, she misses the neglected life in the Syrian royal palace...planting vegetables and watering, sewing and reading, washing and cooking...these things that a princess shouldn't do, but she does them with great joy.

Because she is not cared about by anyone, nor is she cared about by anyone.

Concern is an invisible but sticky bondage, an iron chain that is as tender as water, and what is imprisoned is not the body, limbs, but... the heart.

She cared for Lemomena, just as the regent cared for her, to the point of being hopeless.

Therefore, Khaleesi buried the idea of ​​going to Mycenae, and she was willing.Although there was a slight annoyance, she still couldn't match the pain of parting from Lemomena... She didn't want to try this kind of painful feeling, and never wanted to.

However, the country of the sea that gave birth to a mother contains countless wonderful fantasies since she was a child... The blue and vastness of the Aegean Sea, the horn of a long-distance voyage that sails thousands of miles, the courage to ride the wind and waves, and... a desolate morning. The mother who passed away, at the last moment of her life, her eyes were flooded with bleak tears of flying across the vast sea and returning to her hometown...

Those memories that were sealed up in Khaleesi's mind to the point of being pale and sad, all because of the envoys suddenly sent by Mycenae, aroused thousands of chaotic ripples.

However, with her current status, it is not easy to go to Mycenae.

The... lover of the Hittite regent, this special status was proclaimed to the world with a kiss by Lemomena at the birthday banquet where more than half of the noble officials in the country and envoys from various countries gathered. Taste, but uneasy name.

Similarly, the pressure will follow.

How to make millions of Hittite people accept her, how to make nobles and officials submit to Lemomena's decision to choose a woman as a partner, how to be a good... princess...

It was an unfamiliar title that made people blush and heartbeat. I had heard the maids call themselves this way in private.

Lemomena even called her this way many times, half in jest, half in earnest, with a low and slightly hoarse gentle voice, but it was not as good as the scene that hovered in her eyes when she pronounced the word "princess". The brown ocean in the depths of the eyes makes people lost and trapped, and the heart sinks with the warm vortex.

Her face was warm, and on the promenade where the wind kept blowing in the early autumn night, Khaleesi was glad that no one saw her.

Concerned about sorting out his chaotic thoughts, he couldn't help stepping on the last step. The hem of the skirt flew over the instep, swept across the golden straps of the soft-soled shoes, and drew a hazy silver billow under the feet of the moonlight.

Suddenly, the voice of the voice entered the eardrum, the familiar voice was as steady as ever, faintly revealing a deliberate deepness.

Startled suddenly, her footsteps stopped in amazement, and Kalixi stood leaning against the wall, hesitating a little between advancing and retreating.

"Maritime trade..." She cut her hands backwards and walked slowly towards the railing. The hem of her black robe was twirling in the wind. I don't know if it was the dark night outside the corridor, or the chilling aura around Lemomena was even darker. "There are only two routes for merchant ships departing from Mycenae...one is to go through the Aegean Sea to Hittite, and the other is to cross the Mediterranean Sea to Egypt. No matter which sea route is blocked, it will bring heavy trade to Mycenae. blow."

Looking at the tall figure with the moonlight on the side of the railing, Aziz analyzed logically: "The Aegean Sea is not as vast as the Mediterranean Sea, and it is the shortest route for ships to reach their destination. , it is better to go from the Aegean Sea to the Hittites first. It is safer and more effective to choose the land route. Therefore, the King of Mycenae must be eager to obtain the right to rule the Aegean Sea. Now signing a divisional treaty with us is only a stopgap measure , he does not want to immediately become an enemy of the Hittites, nor does he want to lose this important sea trade route. Your Highness, you have been hesitant to send envoys to Mycenae, and I think this time is an excellent opportunity."

"You are right. If it were me, I would choose the second path you mentioned. But have you ever thought about it? The Aegean Sea Federation is not like the Hittites, which is one country and one system. It is a federation of more than a dozen city-states. The strait countries formed, the big city-states have dozens of cities, and the small city-states are only three or four cities. It is only because the strength is not strong enough to resist other united city-states, so it has been delayed. If we rashly send envoys, we will cause trouble for ourselves. The other city-states on the Aegean Sea will think that We have reached some kind of deal with Mycenae to support the independence of the Mycenae city-state." Then Muhali spoke, and he clearly stated the relationship between Mycenae and the Aegean Federation.

This layer of affiliation is not only the bond of mutual support for the 35 city-states along the beautiful Aegean Sea, but also the weapon of mutual restraint between them... The real prosperity of all, and the loss of all.

"Da Wuxia, what's your opinion?" The figure didn't move, her eyes were looking at the distant mountains, her voice was still calm and indifferent, she asked Da Wuxia who had been silent all this time.

"I feel that sending envoys to Mycenae must be risky. However, His Highness must also understand that establishing a peaceful relationship with the largest city-state in the Aegean Sea Federation will do more good than harm to the development of Hittite. Since exchanges are to be established, it is necessary It is necessary to send an envoy, and the candidate for this envoy must be Princess Kalisi."

Horrified, as if her blood was imprisoned by an unknown force, there was a noisy roar in her head, and she couldn't even breathe out smoothly. Kalixi only felt a little numbness and sharp pain in her hands and feet. She didn't know if she was standing too much After a long time, the blood that she couldn't flow freely left her limbs for too long, which brought a tingling sensation of paralysis.

Turns out, they were talking about--

I always thought that Lemomena would never agree to her going to Mycenae, let alone talk about it with others.Unexpectedly, she and a few cronies secretly discussed candidates for envoys to Mycenae on the inaccessible Yungong Terrace.

What shocked Khaleesi even more... she was actually mentioned.