swear to love heaven

The luxury of good night is enough to explain the wealth of Mycenae. The magnificent hall is illuminated by the huge crystal chandelier above the head, like waves of golden light. The colorful brilliance is more dazzling and charming.

The beautiful music penetrated into the ears along with the sound of the regular rhythm of the waves outside the window, and I finally realized what kind of artistic conception my mother said that the waves drowned the sound of the drums.

Listening to the waves beating against the cliff outside the window, it is majestic, heavy, and arrogant and careless... It seems to be very similar to a person, that person who always smiles childishly, but has tenderness and affection in his eyes.

What is she doing at this moment... Is she buried in a bunch of government affairs again, and thus forgets to eat?Are you arguing with the minister about a certain decision and forgetting to rest?Did he lead the guards out of the city to inspect, thus delaying the time to return to the palace?

This was the first night of her arrival in Mycenae. She was sitting in the brightly lit banquet hall, thinking of Lemomena ecstatically... The uncontrollable longing was like a gauze curtain blown by the sea wind by the window, rising and falling. The lightness and silence, the entanglement that is unrestrained...

"Kalixi, don't the dishes suit your appetite?"

Suddenly returning to his senses, he shook his head with a faint smile, concealing a trace of embarrassment. "Your Majesty, these foods are delicious. It's because this piece of music is so beautiful that I'm fascinated unconsciously. Your Majesty laughed."

Holding the wine glass, she glanced at the table in front of Kalixi, the exquisite food was basically untouched, and frowned. "I see that you hardly ate anything at night. I'm afraid you're not used to Mycenae food. Why don't you let them prepare the Hittite diet for you again." With a sharp voice, the order said: "Come here, give it to Princess Kalisi Prepare Hittite dishes again."

He spoke hastily, with a hint of urgency. "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness. Don't bother preparing anything for Khaleesi. I may still have some discomfort when I first arrived in Mycenae. I will be fine in a few days."

"Your Majesty is really a considerate person." A soft sentence came from Queen Namansi who was sitting beside Nam'an, her bright red lips curled up thinly, and her winking eyes were enchanting like silk.

A careless remark reveals traces of jealousy, quietly.

Kali Xiwan smiled, her eyes rolled, and the bright firelight sneaked into her blue eyes, illuminating a clear and quiet abyss in her eyes, and the bright and gorgeous lights sprinkled from the corners of her slightly curved eyes, like a firework quietly blooming The breathtaking beauty is beautiful even without sound.

Namans had to admit that even though she was also a woman, she was caught by this casual and indifferent smile in an instant... This Syrian princess has a stunning appearance that makes women envy and envy, but only for A woman's heart is moved, this is really a heartbreaking thing that makes men all over the world gnash their teeth.

"I heard that the regent of Hittite has a half body of strange hard green armor, and he is not afraid of swords or flames. Is it true?" Namansi said casually after taking the soft silver cloth from the maid and gently wiping the corners of his mouth. asked.

The expression is peaceful, the blue eyes flicker slightly, and the broken fire light floats in the calm and calm eyes, just like the sun reflecting on the sea surface, with a dazzling and moving luster. "The sword is sharp and the fire is hot. Even the iron armor that has been tempered for thousands of years may not be able to resist it, let alone a layer of skin on the human body. Queen, you don't have to believe those exaggerated rumors."

She raised her eyebrows with a humble questioning attitude, "Is it really just a rumor? How many people have witnessed the battle between the regent and the pharaoh in Kadesh, why does the princess want to hide the truth?"

"Queen, the truth cannot be concealed. The regent's half body armor is a gift from the Anatolian gods. Khaleesi is just an insignificant ordinary person, and she dare not comment on miracles." Neither humble nor overbearing Answer, with an elegant and polite attitude, making people calm and composed without a trace of flaws.

Mei Mou froze for a moment, then covered her mouth and smiled lightly, with a hearty and clear laugh, with an extremely happy tone, she pretended to be surprised and said: "Oh, the little princess is protecting the regent! I don't want everyone to discuss behind the regent's back." That blue armor. Your Majesty, look at Princess Khaleesi, how much she loves the Prince Regent!"

"Queen, I--"

"Namance, you don't drink well, you should drink less." Suddenly, Nam'an said abruptly, calmly interrupting the weird atmosphere between the two women.When he was speaking, his eyes were still looking at the maiko dancing gracefully in the hall, and he didn't look at Namanth or Kalisi.

His eyes froze suddenly, and his face, which was painted with exquisite makeup, was slightly pale. Namansi glanced at Nam'an, who was beside him, who was looking at the dance floor with great interest. The cold light suddenly appeared, but when she looked away and looked at the center of the hall, the cold light in her eyes was quietly hidden, and her smiling eyes regained their casual and charming look.

Sighing very lightly, the delicate figure of a maiko reflected in her blue eyes, Kalixi was admiring the dancers' engrossing performance, as if the unpleasant scene just now had never happened... Namanth is unknown Reasonable provocative words, as well as her aggressive attitude, are just a woman's instinct to protect herself when she feels threatened.

However, Namansi obviously found the wrong opponent... How could he become her threat? This is really... too funny.

On the contrary, the real problem is probably this couple.

Pick up the crystal cup and slowly bring it close to your lips.Looking down, Kalixi saw a pair of eyes with complex expressions rippling in the golden ripples, silently reminding her... in Mycenae, I'm afraid it's better to be more cautious.

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The white waves happily chased and rushed to the beach, but were mercilessly sucked up by the golden sand, and the tidal halos traced the traces of the waves that stretched for thousands of miles.In the next instant, these water stains that were not completely dried were covered by another wave that rushed onto the beach one after another.

Stepping on the soft sand, Aziz came to Raschel and asked, "Where is Dianzheng?"

He raised his eyebrows, nodded his chin to the sea in front of him, and remained silent.

Looking far away, there is a faint black spot on the turbulent sea, which is quite far away from the coast, at least ten miles away. "How long has she been swimming?"

"It's almost two hourglass hours." Raschel kept a vigilant posture at all times, and there were three rows of guards standing behind him, looking as serious and vigilant as he was.

The thick black eyebrows raised narrowly, and the fingers resting on the hilt of the sword beat the rhythm with the waves, light and casual. "Do you think she would like to swim to Mycenae?"

This sentence earned Raschel a sideways look. He looked at Aziz with a strange look, and then seemed to feel a little bit of truth, and nodded in response. "possible."

Suddenly, the two laughed at the same time, with a sense of helplessness and distress.

"Do you want to call her back?"

"Forget it, let her be alone."

"A letter from Muhali said that there is some movement in the upper reaches of the Kyzyl River. Let us be careful." Aziz pulled his collar, adjusted his belt, and whispered: "Da Wuxia has sent someone to investigate, you should adjust more People come and follow His Highness."

Frowning, Raschel's face darkened a lot, and his doubtful voice was full of gloom. "The upper reaches of the Kyzyl River!? Isn't that the lair of that guy Yohe? He hasn't learned his lesson yet, and he's making trouble again?"

With a cold snort, the light in his eyes showed a cruel and playful temperature, but Aziz's smile was sunny and warm. "Your Highness is merciful, and kept Yohe's old life and the glory and wealth of his family. Yohe is still sensible, and stays in Hattusha honestly. It's just that his stupid sons and clan members don't know how to settle down." Keep yourself, eat enough and want to die, who can control it."

"Your Highness is coming." The guard announced loudly when he saw Lemomena coming up from the sea.

The black robe soaked in water was like another layer of skin tightly stuck to the body, and the morning sea breeze blew through, and a trace of coolness penetrated into the body.Lemomena brushed his hair, and a string of small water droplets flew from the dark brown hair, turning colorful lights and falling into the knee-high sea.

"Your Highness." Raschel stepped forward, shook off the cloak and put it on her, covering Lemomena's tall, thin but feminine body.

"Your Highness, the water temperature in the morning is not high, you should also pay attention to the time when you swim, it should not be too long."

Smiling indifferently, he tied the collar of the cloak and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Yes, just received a letter from Muhari."

"whats the matter?"

"Please take a look."

After receiving the parchment, he just glanced at it, and his whole face suddenly sank. In his cold eyes, a turbulent killing intent rolled up in his tea eyes, like the waves behind him being whipped up by a strong wind, uncontrollably fierce, caught off guard violent.

"Clean up the rebels, leave no one...kill." Suddenly, five fingers put away and gripped the letter tightly, and a crumpled ball of paper was thrown into the sea.

"Your Highness, do you want to escort the traitor to Hattusa first, and deal with it after you go back for interrogation?" Glancing at the ball of paper drifting with the waves, the waves lifted it up and down, and it was swallowed into the sea in a moment and disappeared.

Stepping on the soft fine sand, she walked towards the horse not far away. The black cloak swept across the sand, blurring the footprints behind her. Her voice came very clearly. "No need, since they want to die, I will fulfill them."

"Yes, I immediately sent a letter to Muhari to let him start to do it." Nodding his head, there was a happy arc on his lips.

"Don't bother, let the Imperial Eagle Legion stationed in the north handle it, and do it immediately."

"As ordered, Your Highness."

He didn't stop walking, and turned his eyes to the gradually busy dock. The morning light intertwined with blue gray and orange pink, a young and clean light bloomed from the cracks in the clouds, and enveloped the sky of Marly Port lightly.

"Should the sent person arrive?"

Keeping up with her, Aziz replied softly. "Yes, according to the itinerary, I arrived three days ago."

Silent, with a gaze as calm as the wind, without any emotion, as quiet as the sun on the sea level that is about to climb into the sky.

"Your Highness, on the second day after Princess Kalixi left, you sent people to follow her to Mycenae. Instead of protecting them secretly, why don't you just let them go with the princess?" Instead of going to Mycenae with a team of guards, it is better to follow Khaleesi there in a fair and honest manner.

If Mycenae were to find out that the Hittite fighters had sneaked into the country, it would be a difficult diplomatic incident to handle.

A low sigh was blown away by the sea breeze in the morning light, a little bit sad, but more helpless. "Bravely sending too many guards to follow Khaleesi, it seems that we don't trust Mycenae enough. Sending them secretly will not alarm Mycenae, but can also protect Khaleesi's safety."

"Your Highness is very thoughtful, and this subject is far beyond my reach." It is true, just count the number of soldiers sent later, and you will understand that such a large number of escorts followed Khaleesi to Mycenae, it is really... ostentatious.

"Since when did you like to say flattery?" You raised your eyebrows, and smiled contemptuously in your brown eyes against the light.

"What I said is not flattery, but the truth."

"Let's go to sea." Regardless of Aziz's lazy attitude, she took the reins from the guard and got on the horse.

"Now?" Surprised, he said with concern: "Your Highness, it's better to go back to the palace and change your clothes first, and be careful not to catch the cold."

"No, there are clothes on the boat." Looking sideways, he confessed to Raschel who was standing beside the horse. "Raschel, report immediately as soon as there is news about Davousha."

Nodded, respectful. "yes."

Raise the whip, a sound of the whip in mid-air awakened the lazy sea breeze, the horse ran forward, the sun floating on the sea level revealed its fiery flames, dispelled the light water mist that surrounded the sea surface, and the strong wind sounded in the ears It whizzed past, holding the cloak to draw black waves that swirl.

The heroic figure, dressed in exquisite and sharp black, rushes into the last ray of morning light between heaven and earth without hesitation...