Flowers, Swords and France

That night, Charles had a very deep conversation with President Louis Bonaparte and other dignitaries, and he did not leave the secret meeting room until late at night. Since the Marquis of Treville would continue to chat with his old friends tonight and reminisce about old relationships, he found his sister and took her home first.

To Ciel's expectation, his sister did not show any excitement at such a grand event. Instead, she seemed a little gloomy. She remained silent in the carriage all the way, as if she was very unhappy.

Maybe he was tired, he thought to himself, so he didn't bother her by talking anymore, so the two of them returned home in silence.

"Good night, Miss Treville, and may you have sweet dreams."

Upon returning home, Charles said good-bye to Fran politely, and prepared to return to his room.

Fran didn't answer and continued to follow him up the stairs in the middle of the hall.

After going up to the second floor, Charles finally realized that the situation was very abnormal - because their bedrooms were on two sides, and Fran was still following him.

He couldn't help but stop.

"What's wrong? Fran?"

Fran still didn't answer.

Is there anything else we need to talk about in life?

"Oh, okay," Ciel sighed, then opened the door to his bedroom. "Come with me, let's talk..."

Then, he walked in with his sister. Then, he sat down at his desk and poured himself a glass of water to relieve his fatigue. Then he looked at his sister gently. "Have you encountered any troubles again? Just tell me."

Fran just stood quietly beside the desk, lowering her head and saying nothing. Under the moonlight, a blond girl wearing a white dress is pretty and charming. But his face was frighteningly gloomy.

Although he did not meet her gaze directly, Ciel felt an inexplicable chill, as if some unknown disaster was about to happen. He managed to calm down and then laughed dryly.

"If you are tired, why don't you go take a rest first? I want to take a rest too."

After hearing these words, Fran suddenly raised her head and looked at Ciel. Full of complex emotions, only sadness and anger. There is also some heartache. Fran, who had been obedient in front of Charles recently, seemed to have returned to her old rebellious nature.

Charles was stunned for a moment when she looked at him like this.

"Do you want to marry Charlotte?" Fran looked directly at him and asked every word.

Too bad.

Charlotte's heart suddenly trembled. No wonder she was so angry.

In an instant. Ciel's heart sank to the bottom.

However, after he thought about it, he felt relieved. Anyway, he had to tell her when the time came, and there would always be such a day.

"Yes, this is true." After a moment of silence, Ciel nodded. Now that things have happened, he doesn't plan to tell any more lies to deceive him. After all, it was his own decision. "I do plan to marry her. I originally thought about it before telling you. But I didn't expect you to know it now... Who told you?"

As soon as she heard Ciel's answer, Fran's face became even more gloomy.

"It doesn't matter who told me, what's important is that you lied to me!" Her tone was very angry, and her face flushed with excitement, "You lied to me! You clearly told me... I would never be with her, but in the end... in the end... in the end, you broke your promise!"

His sister's sharp accusation made Charles feel ashamed. In a sense, he had indeed deceived Fran. However, this is not intentional. It can only be said that the development of the situation has changed too much.

While he was still thinking about how to explain to Fran, Fran continued, and there were even a few tears in her eyes.

"Is this how you have been deceiving me? I always thought that I could trust you without reservation...but, it turns out...you are such a person!"

The more she spoke, the more anxious she became, and finally tears rolled down her face, "Don't you love me anymore? Have you been lying to me all this time?"

Seeing his sister in such a depressed state, Charles couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

"Don't be like this, you are my sister, how could I not love you." His voice became gentler, "Can't you still see how I have treated you all this time? Then I will I'm so sad. This is just one thing I'm hiding from you, and isn't it my private matter? Even if I marry someone else, I will still love you. Will there be any difference? "

Before these words, Fran was suddenly speechless. Indeed, she would not and would never completely deny her brother's love and care for her over the years. Moreover, it does not make much sense for a younger sister to interfere in her elder brother's marriage.

"But you obviously don't like Charlotte, don't you? She's not good enough for you!" After hesitating for a moment, Fran changed her method of persuasion, "Even if you want to get married, there are so many suitable partners, you can Go look for it slowly! Why do you need to look for this kind of person?”

Then she mocked Charlotte bitterly, as if she no longer thought of her as a cousin.

"She is arrogant and bossy, and she especially doesn't like to look down on others. Her mind is stuck in that old era, and she keeps thinking about the past all day long. Don't you see it clearly? In addition to being prettier, , what other advantages does she have? There are good-looking people everywhere, so why should we go to her? How can she be worthy of you? Brother, don’t be stupid, stay with her. You will never be happy..."

If Charlotte herself were here, she would probably go crazy with anger, Ciel thought with a wry smile.

"She's not as bad as you say." He defended Charlotte.

"Isn't it like this?" Fran asked back rather harshly, her usual tranquility no longer present. "Did I say something wrong? Brother, don't lie to yourself. She is just that kind of person, and you don't love her..."

"Okay. Don't talk about her like that anymore, she is still your sister no matter what." Ciel sighed and replied in a low voice. "Fran. Let me say it again, I have made my decision and I will not change it again..."

Yes, he does not have that kind of infatuation with Charlotte, but that doesn't mean that he has no feelings for Charlotte. Charlotte does have shortcomings of one kind or another, but she is definitely not as useless as Fran said.

Besides, he looks good. Isn't this enough?

After hearing Ciel's decisive answer, Fran was stunned for a moment.

"Isn't it going to change anymore?" After a long time, she spoke again. Her lips trembled slightly. Obviously he was extremely excited, "Do you have to marry her?"

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"Definitely." Although Charles couldn't bear his sister, he still answered her decisively, "I have already told her father and grandfather. They also agreed to my proposal. Do I still want to marry her at this time?" Can you go back on your word? No, that’s not possible. Nothing can be changed now, unless God changes everything.”

"It can't be changed..." Fran murmured and repeated, tears rolling down from her eyes again. At this moment, she didn't know what to say. It felt like someone had taken a piece of her heart away, and it hurt so much. "You are going to throw me away. You will never love or protect me again!"

"How could that happen?" Charles smiled bitterly. "Whether you are married or not, you are still my sister. How could I not love and protect you? You don't have to think so much and live your life well. Now our family has plenty of money. You can spend it as you like. Love You can play however you want, that’s great..."

However, having said that, it's not that he doesn't understand Fran's fear - in this society, it is indeed very common for a sister-in-law to bully her sister-in-law. In addition, Charlotte and Fran have always had such a bad relationship, she will have This kind of worry is also very normal. This can only be resolved slowly in the future. No matter how much Charlotte doesn't like Fran, she won't do it under her eyes.

"Silly boy, what are you afraid of? I'm the head of the family!" He couldn't help laughing, and reached out to touch his sister's hair. "With me here, she will never do this. I will never I won’t let her bully you..."

Unexpectedly, Fran suddenly shook his hand away with astonishing force. Then, she stared at Charles fiercely, her eyes full of tears, "What do you know? How do you know! How can you understand!? I hate you!"

Then she turned around suddenly and slammed the door shut. There was a loud "bang" that made Charles shudder.

This stupid kid.

He stayed for a while, then sighed and prepared to go to bed.

Although there is some resistance now, time will eventually make her accept these realities, he thought to himself.

……………………

As soon as Fran ran back to her bedroom, she covered herself with a quilt and started crying. She was so sad that she couldn't accept the reality that her favorite brother was about to be transferred to someone else's hands. The uncontrollable tears made the quilt wet.

Why, why is this happening! The girl kept asking herself in her heart.

Do we really have to accept the reality that our brother was taken away by someone else?

"...In this society, the most important thing is struggle, struggle! Fight with the predecessors, fight with the contemporaries, fight with the younger generations, and try your best to kick them off the stage one by one. Only such a person can become Extremely powerful......"

"As long as a person gets rich and gains power, any evil deed he does is justified. Isn't this the case in this society and this world?"

What Laura said to her tonight was like a nightmare, lingering in her ears.

After an unknown amount of time, the girl gradually stopped crying and raised her head again.

It's just that her face no longer has that kind of anger, and it's heart-stoppingly calm. Her blue pupils seem to be covered with a layer of gray mist at this time. Surprisingly, her brain is working instead. Faster and more awake than usual.

"Unless God changes all this..."

She thought of her brother's words again.

Can God solve it? Then let it be solved.

If God cannot shoulder its obligations, then take care of it on God’s behalf! (To be continued...)