Invade the white dove

Hassan slipped his hand again and knocked over the clay jug containing the wine. Fortunately, there was no drop of wine left in it. He hurriedly packed up the pieces, but this time, Kyle didn't scold him.

Kyle's attention was being robbed by the demon, the young king's fragile wrists were tightly grasped by Tatos' hands, held high above his head, and his pale lips were bitten mercilessly.

Bright red blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and was kissed away by the devil again.

"My lord, there are some things we need to talk about in private." Tatos' voice was low, and his fiery breath was blown into Kyle's ear, and his canine teeth were grinding the small earlobe, in exchange for the king's comfortable low cry.

"Go down." Kyle ordered in the midst of his busy schedule.

The bard had already slipped out under the pretext of "gathering the wind", and now there were only three people left in this small hut.As if being pardoned, Julius dragged Sotiria and gently opened the door, and Hassan, who was stunned aside, also crawled over, and quietly left this room to the couple who tortured each other for fun. "Couple".

Loud sighs soon resounded in the room, as well as the devil's intermittent questioning, but only softer laughter responded to Tatos.

"Let's go around." Sensing Julis' uneasiness, Sotiria said to Hassan who was guarding the door, then grabbed Julis' shoulders and disappeared in place.

In the cold wind, Hassan shivered, but he lowered his head fiercely, listening to the tempting movement in the room, and quietly buried his hands in his clothes.

"Your Majesty..." Hassan murmured, tears dripping down the back of his hand.

Hassan will never forget how the fuchsia cloak appeared in his gloomy world when he and his younger brother Abu were about to be tortured to death by those horrible guys in the stinky gutters of the slums, and how they carefully separated him from him. A Bu wrapped up.

His majesty, the light of his life.

If love is protection and devotion, then he is willing to follow His Majesty for the rest of his life, to be his shadow, to be a container for him to release his desire, desire and anger, even if he gets hurt every time, even if he is just one of His Majesty's choices, He is also happy.

but……

Hassan listened to the suddenly raised voice in the room, and his body became weak for a while, and he collapsed on the ground, with tears falling from his eyes.

However, why did his heart ache like being pierced by a branding iron when he heard that His Majesty was going to marry the princess?

His Majesty, the supreme King Garman, will soon be monopolized by the empty-headed Princess Mia, and they will have children soon.

His Majesty will rely on his wisdom and strategy to conquer other kingdoms in the Black Zee Continent, and the mainland will eventually belong to His Majesty.

And Your Majesty, it belongs to the Queen.

A month ago, after happily returning to Stani with the army, Hassan wanted to take his younger brother Abu and tell him what he had seen and heard in the past three months, but when he ran to the servant's room, he heard But it was just a cold sentence "Abu is dead" from the inner court steward.

He had never even seen his younger brother's body, and after asking no fewer than twenty servants, he learned that Abu died of a high fever on the third day after he left Stani with the Duke.

Many slaves die in the palace every day, and no one takes the death of the king's scorpion seriously. I heard that Abu was hastily covered with a used shroud, and thrown into the king's lion with the sinners executed that day. cage.

Hassan didn't cry.

He knew early on that the naive Abu would not be able to live in this court for too long. Without His Majesty, they would have died in the stinky gutter and rotted in the belly of rats.

Their lives were originally stolen.

But he was still sad.

When his younger brother died, he was completely alone.Except for His Majesty, no one will call his name and hug him to keep warm in the bone-chilling cold moon.

He, Hassan, is one of the many servants in the harem, a humble servant who is doomed to have nothing, if he does not have His Majesty's favor, he will be completely forgotten soon.

He will eventually lose his light.

but--

Hassan bit his lip in pain.

If he can also have the power as powerful as a demon...

Hassan pressed his forehead against the cold ground, and just as the thought flashed across his mind, he heard a hoarse sneer from above his head.

**

Julius was awakened by a girl's laughter.

Last night, Sotiria took him to the cow shed familiarly. He never imagined that the way Mr. Knight milked the cows was even more professional than the peasant women he saw in Odong.

The cow mooed, looked at them docilely, and even rubbed its head against Sotilia.

Sotiria scooped out a spoonful of steaming fresh milk, and the blue light in his hand flickered several times like breathing. The bowl of milk immediately turned into a fragrant cream.The soft ointment was still steaming, Julis opened his mouth in surprise, and was being fed a big gulp by Mr. Knight.

The pure and thick milk fragrance blooms between the lips and teeth, and the cream melts in the mouth just by gently stirring it with the tip of the tongue, and I can't wait to swallow it, even the root of the tongue is sweet.

Sotiria smiled and wiped the milk from the corner of his mouth with his thumb.

He has not eaten such a sweet pastry for a long time.It wasn't until Sotiria took the bowl away from him that Julis realized that he had already drunk nearly four bowls of milk.

It was late at night, and the sporadic stars scattered in the sky shimmered with blue light. Occasionally, one or two short barks of dogs could be heard, as well as the whispering voices of villagers who had not yet fallen asleep.

They certainly can't go back to Kyle's thatched cottage, only God knows how long Kyle and Tatos will be tossing.Seemingly understanding Julius' worry, Sotiria waved his hand lightly, and the straw piled up in a mess in the cowshed automatically gathered together to form a straw mat that was as wide as one person.

Sotiria shook off the cloak, spread it on it, and stretched out her hand gracefully to the side: "If you can't sleep, we can watch the stars here. I will hold you, and the cold wind will stay away from us."

Julius thought it would be another night full of nightmares, but he fell asleep until dawn. If he hadn't heard the girl's laughter, he might still be doing the same thing with Sotiria in the white snow. Sweet dreams of snowball fights.

"Dear guest, it seems that you are very popular with our Celie. You know, it has never allowed men to approach it before!" A thin little girl in green clothes with freckles on her cheeks was lying on the fence, staring at her. stared at them.

With a sound of "moo", the cow that heard his name flicked its tail and looked in Julis' direction.

Julius touched the empty space around him, but Sotiria was nowhere to be found.

The girls giggled.

"The wedding is about to start." Another girl with light brown curly hair said, "If you sleep again, you will miss it!"

Julius stood up from the straw mat, lowered the brim of his hat a little to hide his red hair, and politely saluted the girls as a knight.

However, what responded to him was the exclamation of the girls.

Following the girl's gaze, Julis turned his head and happened to see Sotiria who had taken off his hat, revealing silver-gray curly hair and a smooth jawline.

His knight held a dewy rose in his left hand and smiled at him.

"Good morning, my... Ulysses."

Sotiria stepped forward in two steps and kissed the corner of Yulis' eyes, his eyes filled with a gentle smile.

Then, before Yulis could react, Sotiria quickly took out a piece of milk bread and stuffed it into his mouth: "The wife of the village chief just baked it, and I secretly took a piece. To celebrate the wedding, everyone Didn't cook breakfast, all waiting to be feasted on at the feast. This is a pre-dinner dessert."

Sotiria and Julius bit their ears, while the girls watched them with interest, occasionally letting out a sigh of regret.But when Sotilia's eyes fell on them, the girls shyly moved their eyes away, not daring to look at him.

"They seem to like you very much." Julius swallowed the bread with difficulty and whispered.

Not only these girls now, but yesterday when he and Sotiria first came here, almost all the ladies in the village ran out.If the village chief hadn't stopped him, I'm afraid that Mr. Knight would be "enthusiastically" torn off his horse.

Thinking of this, Julis moved a step forward calmly, blocking the girls' staring eyes.

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So what, next week is still the fourth shift... It's too difficult for the child to be on the shift list.