Thousands of mountains are always pits

Soothing music sounded slowly in the round hall.

Just like many dynasties in the past, the Buran Dynasty could not avoid accepting the cultural genes flowing into the national bone marrow.

Today is the day of Crown Prince Raphael's coming-of-age ceremony, and Otes III ordered the entire palace to be decorated with star pendants collected from the Cabra Milky Way.

The silver light filled the entire palace like a dream, but the price was that it cost all the income of the Blan dynasty for three full years.

Raphael was wearing a skirt decorated with layers of lace, and the long back was dragged on the ground, but it was not stained with dust—even the ground in the rotunda was cleaned inside and out by the servants More than ten times, it will definitely not disturb the mood of the party host.

All sat on the ground, waiting for the first dance of the master of the ball.

But who is qualified to be the dance partner of the future queen?

Raphael's silver eyes looked at the front without emotion, under the calm eyes, there was a bit of arrogance and aloofness hidden.

In her pupils, a figure gradually enlarged.

The visitor was wearing a brand-new military uniform, the twelve-pointed star on his chest gleamed under the reflection of the glass, his golden hair was like a badge in front of him, and his dark green eyes were full of tenderness.

It is a military star who has made great achievements in suppressing the uprising army, Ross.

The slender figure came to Raphael. Rose knelt down on one knee, just a head shorter than Raphael. She raised her head with three points of admiration and seven points of love in her eyes. She stretched out her hand and wore white gloves. Pure and flawless, she said with a smile, "I don't know if I will be lucky enough to invite His Highness to dance for the first time."

Los Loves Raphael is an unspoken secret in the army.

The crowd of onlookers held their breath, anticipating how this always arrogant His Highness would ruthlessly reject this woman who was born as a commoner who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth.

However, to everyone's surprise, Raphael took Rose's hand, and there was still no smile on his face, as if he agreed to this unfeeling invitation just to see her pity.

Raphael hummed a soft "um" from his nostrils.

The two stood up at the same time. Rose's height was just a head taller than Raphael's. There was a perfect height difference. The two women, one handsome and the other noble, slid onto the dance floor like this.

The actions of the two seemed to kick off a prelude. After that, everyone stepped onto the dance floor in twos, and the accompaniment began to sound.

Toasting and drinking, strolling on the dance floor.

Everything is like an illusion, as if the fight with the rebel army on the battlefield a few days ago was all an illusion.

"Your Highness," Rose's voice was slightly hoarse. He was obviously a person who came back from the smoke of gunpowder, but when he spoke, he was as gentle and elegant as the royal family who had been raised in the deep palace since childhood.

"Huh?" Rafael narrowed his eyes, looking at this commoner whom he had known since childhood.

"Do you... like me?" Ross asked cautiously, with a bit of fear in his eyes, "Do you like... me as a commoner?"

"What do you think?" Raphael did not respond positively, but asked instead.It's just the sarcasm in her tone that gave away her answer.

Whether she likes it or not is not important to her. People in the royal family don't need feelings, only heirs.The spread of blood is the most important thing.

What's more, Rose, a commoner, cut off all contact with her from the root.

"Sure enough." Ross was a little disappointed, and pulled Raphael around in a circle. The dark green military uniform wrapped her body upright, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, "It's impossible for us."

"As long as you know."

The dance music was about to reach its climax, and Raphael kicked a few small steps following Rose's guidance, but her soft dance steps couldn't block her cold gaze.

Slowly, she looked away from Rose's cuff.

Ross's cuffs, silver thread wrapped around the edges of the dark green cloth, are clean and tidy, just like his person, simple yet complex.

"Your Highness, do you know..." Los put his left hand on Raphael's waist again, his eyes were infinitely soft, "I've been waiting for this day... I've been waiting for 25 years."

The dance music reached its climax.

"I've always..."

Los's hand trembled, and the sleeve arrow hidden in the cuff cut through the fabric, scratched the back of his hand and stabbed straight towards Raphael's waist!

Puff.

The sound of weapons piercing into flesh.

"...I've always...loved you." Ross tightly covered Raphael's wound with his hands, preventing Raphael's blood from being discovered, and his eyes were still filled with infinite tenderness.

"You probably never would have guessed that the person who was rescued by you inadvertently since childhood, the person who made his way to the top in the army, is a pawn of the Revolutionary Army that has been ambushing you all the time."

The Blan dynasty regards human life as worthless, and the life of common people is worse than death, and the dark tide is constantly surging.

"Your Highness..." Los's voice finally trembled, he took a few deep breaths, and calmed down, "But I really love Your Highness."

The dance music stopped abruptly.

The lights were still on, but a large number of guards suddenly rushed into a peaceful area, causing others to scream in surprise.

"Loss," Raphael smiled without any surprise in her silvery eyes, "Did I tell you that all your supporters have been killed?"

Raphael quickly left her side under Rose's startled eyes. Her waist and abdomen were indeed injured, but because of the preparations before, it was not fatal.

The Guards quickly took Los.

Raphael closed his eyes, opened them again at random, and smiled at everyone, "I just surprised everyone, the rebels have been taken down, and the banquet continues."

Generous, decent, style still.

Raphael looked at the figure of Ross being taken away, and for some reason remembered the scene when the two met for the first time.

Why did you save the girl who was beaten by gangsters?

She doesn't even know now.

I just feel that the blonde hair on the girl's head is very dazzling.

Reminds her of the temperature of the sun.

It's so beautiful.

She stared at Ross's back in a daze, but Ross was quickly dragged out of her sight.

"Order, behead." Facing the guards' request for instructions on how to deal with Los, Raphael stared at the glowing glass lamp in a daze, then came back to his senses, and gave the order firmly.

It's so cold.

Raphael suddenly remembered that she hadn't seen the sun for a long time.