Eagle Byzantium

When John heard the intermittent voices mixed with moans and pleas, he felt that the "ice" in his body was burned by the hot flames. He clenched his fists, walked back and forth outside the curtain, stomped his feet twice, and finally couldn't hold back and suddenly opened the curtain.

In the light-colored curtain, Malena stretched out her hands horizontally, wearing a diagonally tied silk robe, lying barefoot on a couch with intricate patterns. Above her head was a huge scarlet tapestry, which was bought from a Persian merchant with a lot of money. The whole room was reflected in a blood-red color of enchantment, which further highlighted the white and plump arms, chest and face of the deputy queen mother, the tortoise-shell braids, and the golden jewelry. She was so vivid lying there, although it was indeed less bloody than before, but that was due to her poor health during this period.

"Come to my bed, my child." Malena continued to wave her hand, a little weakly.

John lowered his head and walked over quickly.

On the couch, the copper buttons on the backrest gleamed.

"Are you feeling better?" John asked in a whisper, and then said, "It seems to be much better. I will go to the River Hall soon. My father is now defeated and his life or death is unknown. Many important matters need my participation and decision."

Marina lowered her eyelashes and sighed leisurely, "Of course there is no problem with my health. I didn't have any serious illness. After the doctor used methods and drugs, I can always recover after lying in bed for a week..." When she said this, she saw John's dark face change color, as if it was burned by fire, so she eagerly reached out to grab her adopted son's arm, but John got up and got rid of it with too much force. Marlena screamed and was pulled to the side of the couch.

"Please don't say any more!" John's eyes were full of fear, "This palace is too unsafe."

"It's because you are too brave to sneak into the palace before you are officially appointed to be with me..."

"Stop talking!" John's hands were shaking, and he pulled his hair, which was already a little messy and curly, with a pleading tone.

At this moment, Marlena looked at John with a faint look, her lips slightly parted, and she slowly helped herself up by touching John's waist beside the couch. Her hair hung down in front of her shoulders and kept falling, "Don't worry, that's all my love for you, a truly pure maternal love. I have no regrets for you-Constantine, my child died early, and you are now my only concern in this cruel world. What can I do for you? I won't let anyone suspect you. Even if Irene and Dalasena suspect you, I can just buy a maid to cover it up. I invited you here to cheer you up. Remember that John's Majesty is now unknown whether he is dead or alive, and it's time for you to take charge of this empire."

Before John could say anything, Marlena Lena suddenly grabbed his sash and robe, and said in a strong tone, "Now Irene and the Imperial Prime Minister Buril, including the officials and nobles in the entire capital, and the court steward on the coast will all be your enemies or potential enemies! And now you must win the support of Dalasena, as well as the support of the chief of the palace guards Mikhail and your confidant General Taitius. The former can decide the candidate for the throne, and the latter two can help you use the sword to eliminate the enemy."

"If my grandmother Dalasena..."

"Don't worry, you are the heir personally appointed by my father, and now the military and political leader of the entire empire and the absolute monarch. Dalasena will definitely support you, even if it's just because your last name is Ko Munin... and I have already contacted Theodore of Trabzon..."

"So - Theodore Gabuas' rebellion was planned by you behind the scenes?" John was shocked and angry. He pushed his adoptive mother with both hands. Her plump breasts bounced and she fell on the couch. But she quickly turned around and climbed up, her hair disheveled, her expression angry and exaggerated, and she grabbed John who was about to take off his clothes again, "Yes, of course it is. I was your father's adoptive mother before, and I had two abortions for him; later I became your adoptive mother, and I had an abortion for you before. Naturally, no one in the court dared to say anything about the first two times, but this time? What can I do? I am also desperate! If your father is still alive, this matter will happen sooner or later. If it is leaked, we will both be locked up in the bottomless dungeon of the Brahena Palace until we rot to death. I don't want that, I don't want that! That's why I wrote a secret letter to my sister. Don't worry, John. As soon as you ascend the throne, the Gabuas family will naturally stop the civil war and obey you. What are you afraid of? You still have the new army of Thessaly to support you!" As she said that, Malena stepped back a little, pointed at her adopted son and encouraged him harshly, "With the support of Trabzon, the new army, and Mikhail, what are you afraid of? You have been a man for a long time, and you have been leaving the mark of male conquest in my belly. Your adoptive mother, the adoptive mother whose breasts you like to lie on and suck and flatter, has long been your private mare."

"Ah, ah!" John was frightened by Malena's increasingly outrageous words and actions, and he kept backing away. He hid behind a half-stone wall painted with golden holy images, and Malena jumped off the bed, stretched out her hand with an almost crazy smile, and pressed John around the room. The two walked around the furniture and columns, "Our Lord Christ has already brought truth, goodness and beauty into the holy city in the sky and the clouds, leaving the world full of sin and evil, and mortals should have gotten used to it. But don't be afraid, my child, I will never hurt you, and I will always love you! In the future, the imperial throne will be yours, and you can appoint the queen at will. I will never interfere with you. You can continue to possess me, or lock me up in a monastery. Because you are my child, you are mine!" In the end, Malena simply tore off the silk robe in front of her chest. She finally caught John, shrugged her shoulders and hugged him tightly, and the two panted and twisted. After a while, the whole room was calm. John buried his head in his adoptive mother's soft and delicate chest, and shed salty tears.

"I will first stammer to calm my mother and the Patriarch, and then I will go to the Pantepopots Savior Monastery in the early morning tonight to find Darasena... and my slave Aksepokos will go to the outer wall camp to find Mikhail. But, if the stain of me and you is exposed, the anger of Patriarch Masdas alone will make us irreparable."

"Don't worry, my child." Marlena bowed her head gently and stroked John's hair, "Just go and do your thing, I will send those two medical officers away."

After a while, John walked out of the small door of the bedroom, where he suddenly saw that Taitsius, wearing a felt hat and wrapped in an embroidered cloak, was waiting there.

"How dare you show up in the palace!"

"Don't treat me as a burden, Your Highness. I truly support you." Taitisius knelt down with his hands on his chest. "I rented a Moria merchant ship and got the help of the chief lady, so I was able to meet you."