The Duke in the Spire of Thorns

Eswell raised his head and looked at Celeste, his emerald green eyes were beautiful but lifeless.

"I am your servant."

Eswell replied.

"Oh, servant?" Such a simple and unconvincing answer made Celeste even more angry. He looked at the seemingly docile and harmless knight in front of him with unpredictable eyes, and changed the subject: "Come here, wait on me." get up."

Elswell picked up Celeste's coat, as he had done so many mornings before.Celeste looked at him, motionless.

Eswell stood by the bed and waited for a while, and found that the master really had no idea of ​​cooperating, so he had to half-kneel on the edge of the bed, gently lifted the quilt, reached out and lifted Celeste's hand, and covered him. Put on your coat.

Celeste did not cooperate the whole time, and even deliberately opposed Eswell at some times.As soon as the bow tie was tied, Celeste tore it off and threw the soft blue ribbon on the ground, "Do it again, I don't like the style just now."

As if he had no temper at all, Eswell half-kneeled on the ground and picked up the ribbon, intending to continue tying it for Celeste.

"stop."

Celeste said coolly: "This is your attitude, pick up the things that fell on the ground and put them on for me?"

He obviously lost it by himself, but he didn't feel guilty at all, and said unreasonably, "Go get a new one."

Since Eswell started to emerge and finally came to Celeste, his attitude towards Celeste was unprincipled and obedient. No matter what request Celeste made, he tried his best to satisfy it. Never persuade Celeste to change his mind.This greatly fueled Celeste's pride, and made the duke accustomed to making some weird and excessive demands on his knight commander.

Especially when Celeste found out that he had been deceived and was furious, his orders were even more unreasonable.

But Eswell didn't care about this, he carried out all Celeste's orders meticulously, took a blue ribbon again, and knelt in front of Celeste to tie his bow tie for him.

Celeste looked up at him slightly. Before that, Eswell was just a more loyal servant to him, and he didn't need to bother to pay attention at all.So he only knew roughly that Eswell's appearance was pleasing to the eye, and he had never looked at it seriously.

But now, he watched Eswell's face carefully.It was an almost perfect male face, with deep contours, thin and full lips, and the black hair that fell on the forehead was in stark contrast to the pale forehead.

Celeste opened his eyes wide, unwilling to miss any details. He grabbed Elsweer's front and pulled him over forcefully. He inspected Elsweer's face with his eyes. He noticed that Elsweer's eyes were on the Under the refraction of the light, there was an incredible beauty, and he reached out to touch Eswell's eyelids.

His strength is not heavy, but not light either.But Eswell remained motionless, like an unconscious statue, not even blinking subconsciously.

He quietly crouched in front of Celeste, like a doll at the mercy of Celeste.Seeing him like this, for some reason, Celeste was suddenly discouraged, and he waved his hand, "Continue."

This time, he didn't try his best to embarrass his knight commander.

Everyone noticed that His Excellency the Duke seemed to be dissatisfied with his knight commander, his attitude became a little cold, and he was indifferent to Eswell's overtures, even though Eswell had hunted a few snow-white wolves for him He was about to make a cloak for him, but he just raised his eyes and looked at it casually, not bothering to say a word of praise.

Faced with this situation, most of the servants and knights were worried about their knight commander. Of course, there was one exception, and that was Davari.

Davari was the first person to notice the change in His Excellency the Duke's attitude. He was a little skeptical at first, but the skepticism gradually turned into disbelief. In the end, all the emotions merged into an uncontrollable ecstasy.

Here's his chance!

He secretly made up his mind that he must seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and it would be best if he could drive Eswell from the position of knight commander in one go.

What he is best at is guessing the meaning of these nobles. Now that Eswell has angered His Excellency the Duke, his chance has come.

Eswell is not in the castle most of the time now, because Celeste gave him a lot of orders, each order is weird and harsh, such as hunting a bear alone, and requiring the bear's fur not to be damaged in the slightest ; or to catch a nightingale and return, of course not even a feather is allowed.For other knights, obeying these orders meant death. After all, it was a cold winter, and there was nothing to see outside except white snow, not to mention these beasts and birds that were usually difficult to hunt.

It's just that Eswell accepted this harsh order very obediently every time, and the knights never heard him complain even once.

He knelt in front of his master with his head bowed, obedient like a sheep.But when he came back with wild bears and all kinds of beasts, he was as mighty as a lion.

However, his master still seemed dissatisfied with him. The bad-tempered Lord Duke didn't even look at the spoils that Eswell brought back. He stared straight at Eswell, as if waiting for him to say something.

"...this is the bear you want."

Finally, Elswell said this.

Celeste stood up, as if completely annoyed by this sentence, he refused to explain what he wanted to hear, and when the answer he got was not what he wanted, he got angry again.Temper is indeed bad enough.

"go out."

He said nonchalantly, and the butler stood behind him and put the cloak on him.As long as he wants, there are plenty of people who are willing to rush to please him and serve him.Elsweer was just one of his many servants, nothing special.

Nothing special, nothing!

As he thought this way, he let the butler tie the lace of his cloak for him.The butler's fingers were cold and hard, like snow.His fingers were stiff from the cold and not very flexible.So it was inevitable that it touched Celeste's neck, and the extreme cold feeling came from the neck. Celeste was shocked and took a step back.

He looked at the butler, as if he was angry with someone, he tore off the cloak he was wearing angrily, threw it on the ground, and left without saying a word.

The butler stood there in a panic. He didn't know how he had offended His Excellency the Duke, so he didn't dare to move.Instead, Eswell stood up, quickly picked up the cloak on the ground, and chased after it without hesitation.

Before leaving, he gave the butler a cold look, without any emotion in his pupils.

Celeste walked forward alone, the corridors of the castle were dark and gloomy, cold and damp.The air was like sheets of flowing ice, wrapping him layer by layer.He couldn't help shrinking his shoulders, feeling a little cold.

He began to regret that he had known it earlier and had endured it. Without a cloak to keep out the cold, he really couldn't bear it.But ask him to turn back?No, he would rather freeze to death on the road than go back to pick up the cloak.

Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps behind him, and then, Celeste was completely wrapped in the steamy plush cloak. Elsweer turned around, bent down, and tied the cloak belt for Celeste.

Unlike the butler, Eswell's fingertip movements were extremely dexterous, almost instantaneously.He tied the two dark red ribbons into a beautiful bow, and he didn't touch Celeste during the whole process.

Celeste looked at him silently. After doing all this, Eswell half-kneeled in front of him, without speaking, just lowered his head.

Celeste reached out and grabbed Eswell's hand. The other's hand was unexpectedly warm, almost hot, and it was completely two extremes with his cold hand.

Eswell still hung his head and said nothing, but opened his palms meekly, allowing Celeste to keep warm in his palms.

Celeste withdrew her hand abruptly, "...how long will you be blocking the way here?"

He hid his whole body in the cloak, looking extremely small, "Come on, now you're useful to me."

The hallway was bleak, but the coldness in the living room was dispelled by the fire that was burning in the fireplace.Celeste sat down on the soft chair without speaking, and stared at the fireplace.

Eswell sighed, he stepped forward, and took off Celeste's cloak patiently and meticulously.Celeste turned to look at him, endured for a while, and finally couldn't help but speak: "Don't you have anything to say?"

"I'm very sorry."

Eswell said Celeste softened a little.He was waiting for Eswell's next words, and he couldn't help but start thinking in his heart. If Eswell's next words satisfied him, he would stop torturing the other party.

"I didn't complete your order. I should have been more careful and found a white bear instead of just catching an ordinary bear."

Celeste's eyes widened, he looked at Eswell in disbelief, and then all the expressions faded from his face, leaving only cold anger.

He grabbed the teacup on the coffee table beside him and threw it on the ground. The precious porcelain cup from the East was instantly torn apart, and the fragments scattered to every corner.

"go out."

Celeste said.

Eswell didn't know what went wrong with him again. It was obvious that the master's attitude had softened just now, but now he annoyed him again.

He knelt down and began to pick up the porcelain shards on the ground, but Celeste's cold reprimand sounded in his ears again: "Let the housekeeper come."

He stared at Eswell, looking furious, "Call the steward, and as for you, since you say you should be more careful, then you do what you say and bring me back a white bear .”

"Now, get out, get out now! Don't make me say it a third time!"