Comprehensive Victoria's Secret

Elopement requires a plan.

For Elizabeth, she doesn't need to prepare a detailed plan for elopement, she only needs to be responsible for packing up her belongings, and then come out of the house safely.

However, it was not that simple for Elizabeth.

Miss Isabella Namo is still serializing novels in magazines, and Elizabeth needs time to finish the manuscript, and since she is eloping, she cannot bring any status symbols.

At the same time, Antonio also made preparations. He quietly told Elizabeth about meeting at King's Cross Station through a letter from a magazine.

King's Cross Station seven days later...Elizabeth felt that she had a long way to go.

And Antonio was not easy, he formally submitted his resignation to the Assassin Council, but was stopped by Jacob Frye when he came out.

"Oh, Jacob, what are you going to do?"

"Why do you want to leave?" Jacob stepped back and spread his hands: "Why? Wouldn't it be good to be an assassin?"

"Because I fell in love with the daughter of the Templar Grand Master." Antonio said, "Although she was not when I fell in love with her, she was also the goddaughter of the Templar Grand Master at that time."

Jacob loves talents eagerly: "Listen to me, buddy, even if you like a woman, there is no need to give up your faith for her. You must know that there are only two master assassins left in London, you and me, London needs us! Since The Knights Templar has a new Grand Master, and we need to save the city once again!"

Antonio stepped forward: "I'm sorry, Jacob, however, I will not target her father. Another point, my joining the Assassin Organization has nothing to do with faith, I just want to make my father angry."

After talking with Henry, Antonio finally tried to understand his father, but his father-son relationship with Henry still dropped to a freezing point: "I will not join the Templars to work for them, but I will not be a master assassin again."

He walked away step by step, leaving Jager standing where he was.

Jager shrugged his shoulders: "Well, if you like."

On the night of the agreed date, Elizabeth pretended to be asleep in bed, and started to act just after Anne left.

Elizabeth glanced at the gorgeous dresses in her closet—they were all bought by her parents, and she didn't need to carry them with her. From now on, she wouldn't need to attend the prom, nor would she need these flashy clothes anymore.

She was just wearing the usual clothes when she was investigating Dungall's disappearance, she put the gun in the drawer, and only held the Hidden Blade that Dungale gave her.

It is impossible not to bring money, Elizabeth just brought the manuscript fee she got because of the early completion, and stuffed the paper bills into her pocket where she originally held the gun.

Every night after three o'clock, even the latest servants had gone to rest in their rooms, Elizabeth did not bring any clothes, but put on her ring finger the ring that Antonio had given her that day and put on her himself.

Bedrooms in mansions usually don’t lock their doors. Elizabeth can easily slip downstairs and through the small door leading to the garden. , this old window is bound to create more commotion.

Elizabeth carefully opened the door——! ! !

The door is locked.

She pushed and pulled hard, but the door didn't move at all.

"Damn it! What's going on!"

"Don't bother, Liz."

Elizabeth heard Dungal's voice from the other end: "Tonight, don't even think about leaving, just sleep well."

"Dad...I..." There was everything in the room, and Elizabeth couldn't even find a reason such as being hungry or thirsty: "I just want to blow some air..."

"There are ventilation holes in the room. It's cold tonight. Go to bed early. In short, don't go out tonight."

Elizabeth always felt that Dungal already knew their plan, otherwise she wouldn't be locked in the room so suddenly. Elizabeth hesitated for a while and decided to go through the window—as expected, the window was also locked.

However, compared with the door, the biggest weakness of the window is that it is not only made of glass, and it is impossible for someone to squat outside the window, so Elizabeth chose the window as a breakthrough.

Can't open it?It doesn't matter, just smash it!

Elizabeth picked up the dressing stool from the edge of the dressing table and slammed it hard against the window.

"It's no use smashing things, Liz."

Elizabeth smashed the window frame, then quickly ejected to the opposite side with the zip line gun in her hand, and then slid out directly.

She hadn't been to King's Cross Station before, but! Harry Potter had already told her!

Of course, it was impossible for Dungal to arrange snipers all the way to catch his daughter, so Elizabeth shuttled smoothly on the roof.

King's Cross Station is located in the Regent Street Park area, next to St. Pancras Station. It is the only route from the capital London to the pastoral literature stage of Northeast England - the green Yorkshire.

When Elizabeth arrived, there were only a few people left in the station.

There was a man waiting for her, no Assassin hood, just a normal middle-class gentleman dressed like that.

"Antonio?"

"Ah."

Elizabeth saw his shining purple eyes in the night, and the moment of surprise when he looked up.

"I thought you wouldn't come, you're so late."

Elizabeth took a breath: "My father locked the doors and windows, and I smashed the windows to escape."

It was cold at night, and her clothes were thin, so she couldn't help but sighed against her hands.

"It's really a typical assassin's style." Antonio took her hand and covered it with his own: "Because of your lateness, the train I booked has left."

Elizabeth tilted her head and let her hair hang to one side: "So what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to pick a car at random." Antonio had already noticed an approaching train.

"are you ready?"

Elizabeth immediately followed his footsteps and ran up.

Goodbye, London.

Elizabeth and Antonio sat down in a box at random, and Antonio closed the window casually: "It's so cold at night, why are you only wearing so little?"

"This is the most convenient way to move around. My warm clothes are thick velvet cloaks." Elizabeth joked: "After all, I will be the wife of an assassin in the future, won't I?"

"You are not the assassin's wife." Antonio said, "I am no longer an assassin."

For the first elopement, Elizabeth was still a little excited: "Actually, I feel very exciting today, you know Tony, because I passed through King's Cross Station, arrived in a new world, and started a new life, just like Harry Potter Same……"

"Harry Potter?" Antonio obviously didn't understand: "Who is that?"

"Well... it's the protagonist of a work I'm conceiving." Elizabeth tried to change the subject.

"I've read every one of your novels." Antonio smiled.

Elizabeth yawned, and Antonio took out a cup like a conjuring: "Do you want coffee? Or sleep for a while?"

"I think I need sleep." She leaned on the shoulder of her lover and closed her eyes slightly: "Tony... Where are we going?"

"I checked the train timetable and this train goes to Shropshire, one of the most sparsely populated rural areas in England, very close to Wales."

"I'm just a Welshman..."

"Welsh?"

"That's right, the Earl of Glamorgan's former earldom was in Wales... The Duke of De Hebas was also the Earl of Glamorgan a long time ago... Forget it... that period of history is very long..."

Confused Elizabeth finally concluded: "Half Wales, Half France (Half Wales, Half France) (the main point is that the ending sound is pronounced S)"

"So? I'm half Italian? Half British? (Half Italian, Half British)" Antonio put his arms around her: "Forget it."

"I'm a little cold..."

Antonio took off his coat and covered her: "Is it warm?"

"What about you?"

"I'm not afraid of the cold." He hugged his lover in his arms: "When we get there, we will be husband and wife."

"Yeah, we're a couple...although...not a wedding..."

"Wedding?" Antonio also closed his eyes slightly. After waiting for a long time, his mood went back and forth, and he was also tired.

"Yeah, I used to look forward to a wedding... I even dreamed about it..."

"Oh? What kind?" Antonio thought he could make up a wedding for her, or hold one at the local church.

"Dungal put my hand into the hands of a man who couldn't see his face. Then swore, kissed, I was wearing a classic white wedding dress... very very beautiful... a man with... brown eyebrows..."

"..." Antonio glanced at his brown hair: "Maybe we can try to have a wedding, after we settle down, in the local church."

"Did you pick up the weed I dropped on Midsummer Night again?"

"No." Antonio shook his head: "A Midsummer Night's Dream? I never read Shakespeare."

"I thought you would like it very much." Because of the jolting train, Elizabeth couldn't fall asleep, and her spirit was slightly excited: "It represents the mood of Tudor England."

"Oh, that bastard only knows how to distort history."

"Aha?"

"Henry four, five and six are all Lancastrians, and Richard III, he is the last king of the Plantagenet dynasty. Shakespeare only knows bloody lies!"

"I thought you didn't belong to the Lancaster family."

"But the distortion of history cannot be tolerated either."

Antonio touched her hair: "Go to sleep, or I will find another way to make you sleep."

"any solution?"

"What couples can do."

"...Well... Although I don't mind, but I do mind if it happens in the train compartment..."

The author has something to say: Shakespeare is indeed more dramatic~ His influence on the British view of history is almost equivalent to the influence of the four famous books on us~