After being sacrificed to Eros [Greek mythology]

Psyche was taken aback.

This loud shout was really full of anger, and it made her eardrums hurt. I don't know which daredevil ruined her good deed.

I saw a burly man jumping out from the rocks, followed by a thin woman.

Seeing this, the two spies ran away in a hurry.

"Psyche!"

The man shouted her name and ran towards her in stride.

Psyche froze for a moment before realizing that the person who came was actually her former bodyguard... Aldos?

Before she could react, Aldous had rushed over and hugged her tightly in his arms.

There was a blush at the end of his eyes, and he looked emotionally disturbed.

Psyche was wrapped around his neck by his iron arm, breathless for a while, and said with difficulty, "...how is it you?"

Aldous was like embracing a lost and found treasure, his lips were congested with blood, and his teeth were trembling uncontrollably.

"Princess, princess! I finally found you!" He didn't know what to say, so he just repeated it over and over again.

It was Agnes who said at the right time, "Let go of my sister, you are going to strangle her to death."

Aldos lowered his arms suddenly after hearing the words, and when he saw Psyche's messy hair, he stood aside with joy and guilt.

Psyche took a deep breath, looked at Agnes beside her, and said with emotion, "Dear sister, why are you here?"

Agnes sighed slightly, "It's a long story."

The three made a bonfire on the spot.

The conditions in the field were poor, so Aldous cooked sheep marrow tea and speared herring for Psyche to eat.

Agnes was not angry when she was left out, and asked where Psyche had been these days.

Psyche found it difficult to answer this question.

She only knew that the palace was deep in the forest, but she couldn't figure out the exact location.

Agnes asked again, "Then, what did that bastard Chloe sacrifice you to? How did you escape from the monster?"

Psyche was even more speechless.

She had never seen the face of her "husband", let alone who he was.

Thinking of this, Psyche inevitably thought of the extremely terrifying oracle given by Apollo.

Old worries were not resolved, and new worries arose again, she lowered her head sadly, "I don't know."

It's not that she doesn't want to say it, but she doesn't know how to explain this incredible thing.

In the eyes of outsiders, Psyche's hesitating and hesitating appearance seemed to be bullied by a monster so tightly that he fell into a shadow.

Agnes didn't press her any further, and held her hand in a considerate manner, "My dear sister, don't worry about it if you don't want to. With us in the future, you will not be asked to take risks alone. We will find a way to sneak into the palace tomorrow." Go in, use..."

Aldos heard that the words were wrong, and stopped in front of Psyche, "No, the princess will not return to the palace."

Agnes was surprised, and looked at Psyche, "Is this what you mean?"

Psyche also frowned, and pushed away Aldos' hand in front of him, "Ados, what are you talking about? If you don't return to the palace, how will you regain the throne?"

Aldos knelt in front of her with his sword in his hand, and said firmly and sincerely, "Princess, we all know the dangers in the palace. Even if I die, I will take you out of the city-state. Leaving this place is a threat to you." The place."

The atmosphere froze for a while.

Aldos may be frightened by Psyche's disappearance this time, like a frightened bird, he is almost paranoid to protect Psyche, and he wants her to stay away from any danger.

Aldous thought that going back to the palace would mean death, but the Psyche sisters wanted to go back no matter what for the sake of their parents' vengeance.

None of them can convince anyone.

Just as Psyche was about to open her mouth to refuse, she caught a glimpse of the gleaming spear on Aldous' waist, his powerful brass arms, and the man's resolute eyes.

Once upon a time, Aldous's arms were her most trustworthy backing.

But now, in order to keep her "absolutely safe", God knows what this strong man will do.

Being stiff now doesn't seem to be doing her any good.

Psyche suddenly realized that everything around him had quietly changed during the days when he was gone.

She had no choice but to sigh, and changed her wording, "Let's talk about this later."

Aldos' face softened a little.

Agnes observed the situation and saw the tension in the atmosphere, so she didn't say any more.

Aldos seriously suggested, "Princess, we will go to the pier tomorrow, and the ferry will leave the city-state. I will protect your sword, and all dangers will not come close to you. From now on, I will protect you wherever you go."

Psyche frowned again.

There are still a lot of unresolved messes in the city-state, and now is far from the time to just leave.

She had no choice but to say perfunctorily, "That's for later."

In fact, Psyche really wanted to ask Aldous what happened in the forest that day.

She obviously went to ask for help when she heard his horn sound, why did his soldiers want to kill her instead?

This matter has been lingering in her mind, only ambiguous guesses, and there has never been a definite answer.

Just as he was about to open his mouth, he heard kicks and taps in the distance, and a small group of soldiers were approaching.

Psyche patted his forehead—the two spies who were scared away just now brought people here.

There was no time to say more at the moment, the three hurriedly stepped on the bonfire and fled into the darkness.

The evening breeze of the Aegean Sea is gentle and lazy, even in the late autumn when everything is withered, it still carries the last trace of warmth.

The sky is about to get dark, a new moon is born in the night sky, and the outlines of the mountains on the other side are faintly emerging.

The three of them landed in a remote post by the sea.

The owner of the inn is a former colleague of Aldos, so he rests here without worrying about the pursuit of Kingdom Chloe.

Agnes secretly held Psyche back while Aldous was paying the money, "Are you really not planning to go back to the palace?"

Psyche shook his head, "Of course I want to go back." He looked at Aldous again, "...but he is very stubborn, I tried to persuade him."

However, this time Psyche underestimated the determination of Aldous.

He wanted to take her away from the city-state completely, not just talking about it.

As soon as he arrived at the posthouse, Aldous went to the pier to rent a fishing boat, and even prepared the map and dry food, and he would go to sea tomorrow.

Psyche had no choice but to tell him clearly, "Adous, I really can't go now."

She couldn't just let Chloe, the guy who killed a thousand knives, just let go.

Aldous was unmoved.

His giant eagle-like body slowly approached her, his eyebrows frowned into a straight line, "Your Highness, you should know that leaving the city is the wisest choice for you now."

Psyche's bright eyes were also a little stern.

"Dear brother and family," she said, "please understand my heart as a child. I must seek revenge from Chloe. I don't need your protection."

Aldous's rationality is almost cruel, "Please understand me too. I won't just stand by and watch you get chestnuts out of the fire."

"What if I must stay in the city-state?"

"Then I'm sorry." His teeth collided slightly, "Princess, for your safety, I can only be a sinner."

Aldos has been obsessed with leaving this matter to the point of bewilderment. In his eyes, national hatred and family hatred are far from that important.

His princess is the most important.

He would never want his princess to fall into the hands of some monster again.

Psyche's voice died down.

condemn him?Or reason with him?

It doesn't seem to work.

Knowing that he had offended her, Aldos had a dark face, and without further words, he retreated to the door silently.

Psyche sat alone in the small room of the posthouse.

The cold moonlight outside the window sprinkled on the shoulders, extinguishing the joy of reunion just now.

After leaving the forest palace, Psyche thought that she would gain a large number of allies, and she would never be alone and helpless.

But things don't seem to be like this.

The person she trusts the most disagrees with her and is non-negotiable.

Psyche bowed his head deeply, and couldn't help but think of the "monster"—that unknown man who had accompanied her in the palace, but the oracle said he would do all kinds of evil.

The bright moon hangs high, and the night is like lacquer.

If it were normal, it would be the time for him to come gracefully.

That person's blurred figure always had mottled shadows, he kissed her and called her in the dead of night, as if he was sleepy and drunk, making her whole body full of lingering smell.

He smiled softly from time to time.

If she has something on her mind, she can tell him at her discretion, and he will fulfill her.

Even if he doesn't agree and she is playing with her temper, he will compromise irresistibly.

Psyche was slightly startled, resting his chin and sinking into his own thoughts.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a "dong dong" knock on the door outside, and Aldos brought her a bundle.

The baggage is all soft and soft, which is what she needs to go to sea tomorrow, and Aldous has already packed it for her.

Psyche took it with a straight face.

Aldos couldn't help feeling a little guilty when he saw her gloomy expression.

His chapped lips moved, the words of apology reached his lips, and he finally swallowed them back.

He still insisted on his own thoughts, "Princess, rest well, I will call you tomorrow morning."

Adams turned and left.

Psyche threw the burden aside, and ran out following Aldous' footsteps.

Under the heavy night, the sea wind whimpered, and the waves rolled up and down. A boat inlaid with wooden willows had already docked on the shore.

It seemed that Aldous was determined to take her away.

Psyche was breathing heavily.

She didn't want to hurt a loyal servant's heart with harsh words, but she also didn't want to wrong herself, so she went away without knowing why.

She sighed, after all, she was in a dilemma.

The night became more and more desolate, and a cloud passed over the moon, covering the remaining moonlight, and there were silent shadows everywhere.

Psyche returned to the room, pushed open the door, and unexpectedly smelled a faintly palpable cold fragrance.

The faint smell is like a rose covered in black veil, cold and timeless, the style is not like that of a human being.

Psyche was shocked.

She is undoubtedly familiar.

The bundle she casually threw on the table was also gone.

Instead, it is played by the people in the dark.

That familiar voice came out in the dark, greeting her unhurriedly, "My dear, I haven't seen you for a day, and you plan to elope with someone behind my back?"