[Beauty and the Beast] Rose Castle

There is a dressing room on the second floor, which is larger than the two bedrooms combined. There is a wardrobe that occupies the entire wall. When you open it, you can see all kinds of expensive clothes.For the first time, I know that men can have so many clothes... Although the colors are very monotonous, except for black, gray, and white, they are colors that are close to black, gray, and white.

I touched those clothes curiously. Some clothes looked straight and slim, but the texture was as delicate and flexible as silk.Lambert told me to find a coat at random.I thought that after I opened the closet, I could just grab one at hand, but after searching for a long time, I finally found a gray coat that fits the style of the small town.In recent days, he has become more and more animalized, and I don't want him to be too noticeable.After thinking for a while, he turned over a black cloak and came out again.

Go downstairs.Seeing me going downstairs, he came over to take the clothes, and put on the coat cleanly and sharply.I miscalculated.Even if he puts on the most low-key and simple clothes, his demeanor is still noble and outstanding.No matter what such a person does, he will be an eye-catching existence.

I motioned for him to bend down and put my cloak on him.The tough and upright temperament than pines and cypresses finally faded a bit.I wrapped my arms around his neck, stood on tiptoes, and put a long hood on him.After his eyes were covered by shadows, the bridge of his nose and lips suddenly became particularly eye-catching.Looking at his tall nose bridge and light-colored petal-like lips, for some reason, I suddenly felt uncomfortable.I still remember the time when I was kicked out of the castle by him, and I started to miss him after only 10 minutes away from him.At that time, I thought this was the limit of liking a person, but now I know that the limit of liking a person is that you have already started to miss him when he is still in front of you.

"Don't cry, Rosa." His chin was lifted by him, and his thumb gently wiped away my tears, and I realized that I had shed tears for a long time, "My life is already complete if I can get you. The only regret is that if I had known that I would have died earlier, I would not have taken you back to the castle."

I really want to cry bitterly, but I am afraid that he will be more sad than me.I took a deep breath, shook my head, and showed an ugly smile: "Without you, my life would be a lot more monotonous... You taught me to be brave, to love others, and let me see another world... If I do it all over again , I will still choose to like you, fall in love with you."

He was silent for a while, and held my hand: "You would be a brave girl without me." He put my hand on his lips, and kissed gently, "After I die, you will hold the Austrian Filia's badge, go to the capital to find her, and let her take you to the king. After seeing the king, you take out the ruby ​​ring and tell him that you are my approved wife. The king will make you a lady. Arrive At that time, this castle and a manor in the capital will be your property. In this way, even if I die, my little Rose can control her own life."

Big tears flowed down my eyes, and my eye sockets were already red and swollen. I wanted to speak, but found that my throat was blocked by sobs.He kissed my forehead, and his voice was as gentle as coaxing a little girl: "You can choose to marry or not. If you want to marry, remember to choose a real gentleman. Before falling in love with him, you must seriously consider his Character. Remember, if he can't be brave, humble, godly, loyal, generous, learned, then he doesn't deserve you."

He is obviously a very jealous person, but now he tells me what kind of person I want to marry as if he was giving his last words... I want to say something, but I can't say anything, I can only hug him tightly and hold him His face was buried in his arms, and after a while, it was soaked.

I gasped and said, "I don't want to marry anyone else... I just want to be your wife. I will love you forever and only you."

He put his arms around my waist with one hand, and patted my back with the other, but his tone was very calm, even cruel: "Love is not eternal, Rosa. I will love you forever, only because I am about to die .If I live as long as you, maybe a year or two later, I will be attracted to other excellent women. Don't be a silly girl."

I cried so hard I could only shake my head.

He kissed my lips, but didn't go deep, just covered my lips, and said low and helplessly: "Now you are mine. But from the day after tomorrow, I hope you are your own."

He didn't say "I love you", he didn't say sweet words of love, and he didn't kiss me lingeringly, but I suddenly felt that I was surrounded by love so heavy that it was suffocating.

We snuggled up for a while by the fireplace in the lobby.Let's walk out of the castle together after my eyes are no longer so horribly swollen.Lambert pulled out a black horse from the stable, and raised his chin towards the saddle: "Go up, Little Rose."

He's been calling me that all the time lately.Every time he called him that, in addition to the obvious heartbeat, there was a burst of uncontrollable heartache like a knife.I put one hand behind my back and squeezed my palm hard, and it took a few seconds before I could control the tears welling up.Walking over with a smile, I shook his arm and said coquettishly, "I want you to hug me."

Without speaking, he suddenly stepped forward, picked me up by the waist, and put me on the saddle. "Sit firmly." After he finished speaking, he raised his foot to step on the stirrup, rolled over and sat behind me, grabbed the rein and swung it.The black horse was tamed very well by him, without raising its hooves or neighing, and its speed was neither slow nor fast.

Today's weather is not very good, the sky is gray, the wind is strong, the weeds undulate like waves, making the sound of ebb and flow.He was speechless all the way, and he seemed to be concentrating on controlling the horse.However, when he was about to enter the village, he suddenly hugged me heavily into his arms, his voice was hoarse on the verge of losing control: "I love you, Rosa."

I was stunned for a moment: "I love you too."

I saw the veins on the back of his hand protruding, and his tone was as complicated as suppressing many emotions: "What I said before was all lies. Even if I live, I will always love you. These days, as long as I think of you, I will love you like this." Fucking another man would drive me crazy with jealousy."

Tears fell again, I sniffed, and silently held his big hand holding the rein.

When I got home, my father was not at home.The cart in the backyard is not there, he should have gone to the town to sell goods.I led the black horse to the stable, went into the kitchen, opened the cupboard and looked, but there was nothing but half a bread stick.Single men really don't get along.I sighed, and walked out with a bamboo basket on my shoulders. I was about to ask Lambert to look after the house for a while, but I found that Lambert was talking to my father.

He had taken off the hood of his cloak, and was standing in the yard of my house in a dignified manner, talking to my father in a low voice.His father listened intently to him, nodding his head now and then, without rebutting a word.I remember I was only in the kitchen for a little while, how quickly they hooked up?

I walked over and tried to intervene, only to find that Lambert had already explained clearly what happened during this period, and even made a low-key and reliable self-introduction.I stood by the side like a log, watching my father's eyes change from suspicion to appreciation, then from appreciation to regret, and finally regret turned into pain.And I still didn't say a word.It felt like he didn't want to know what his daughter had done during this time, or whether she had suffered. He just wanted to learn about carpentry from Lambert.

I went out to buy groceries in a dull mood, and when I got home, I went into the kitchen and put on my dusty apron.In the living room, there are two men I love the most.Before I got home, I never thought they would get along so well.

My skills are average, I can only roast meat and cook soup.Still, they ate them all.Father found a book and wanted Lambert to explain the above points, but we had to go back to the castle before evening, so he had to put the book away regrettably.Before I left, I suddenly remembered an important matter and told Lambert to go back first, and I would follow in a while.He nodded and told me to be safe.I kissed him and then knocked on my father's door.

"Who."

"it's me."

Father opened the door, very surprised: "Why haven't you left yet?"

I said helplessly: "You haven't seen me for a long time, it shouldn't be this kind of attitude."

He sighed, picked up the glasses on the table, and put them on the bridge of his nose: "What can I do, you have to learn to live alone, and I have to learn to be alone."

In the past, my father always said such things, telling me that he would not be able to accompany me for the rest of his life... maybe because he would lose his true love the day after tomorrow. For the first time, I felt this sentence was so sad that my nose was sore and tears fell.

I wiped the corners of my eyes.He patted me on the shoulder without much comfort: "What do you want me to do?"

"Dad, do you know witches?"

He frowned, and his expression became serious: "Why do you ask this suddenly, did someone tell you something?"

I told my father what the witch had said.He rubbed his fingers, fell into deep thought, stood up for a long time, closed all the windows in the house, and then pulled out a small wooden box from a large locked wooden box.He put the small wooden box on the table, took out a circle of jingling keys, found a rusty iron key, and opened the copper lock of the small wooden box. With a "click", there was a brass-colored pocket watch lying inside.

It's the one worn by the witch in the dream.I looked at my father and then at my pocket watch. Dozens of wild guesses flashed through my mind, and I almost blurted out asking, is that witch my sister?

My father didn't notice my weird face, picked up the pocket watch, and showed memories in his eyes: "I haven't told you about your mother, just because I don't want to recall that dark history. Your mother is a witch doctor in the Northland. When the witches were expelled from the Northern Kingdom, I happened to drive by there. She stumbled and ran over, hoping that I could save her life. At that time, half of her body was burned, and it seemed that she would not live long. I was moved by compassion and took her Put it in the bottom crate and take her out of the Northland.

"I thought that only the northern kingdom expelled witches. Unexpectedly, the big countries took the lead, and the small countries also severely cracked down on witchcraft. People who were suspected of being witches were all arrested, and those with burn marks on their bodies would also be taken out for questioning. Fortunately, you My mother is a witch doctor and healed her burns on the way, otherwise neither she nor I would have survived.

"We had a peaceful but not peaceful day. From time to time, witches who slipped through the net ran into the village, but they were all caught by the villagers and sent to the stake. Because of this, your mother had nightmares every night, often woke up, and fell asleep. It’s hard to get a good night’s sleep. One night, the door was knocked. Before I could open the door, a group of people broke into the house. They lifted the quilt, stabbed the bottom of the bed with long knives, and even the straw in the stable They ruined it once, and after confirming that there was no one else in the house, they said nothing, and went to the next house to search. Your mother and I looked at each other, and I knew in my heart that the country was searching for witches again. When it was almost dawn that day, your mother went to While cleaning the stables, a dying woman was found in a pile of manure. She hid in the manure all night and did not dare to come out until dawn.

"Your mother healed her wounds and gave her clean water and food. Except for 'thank you', she didn't say a word to us, nor did she tell us her background, nor did she ask why your mother was a witch. She hid at home for half a month. After the limelight passed, she proposed to leave. Before she left, she gave me a bottle of medicine, a pocket watch, and a bag of gold coins. I declined the gold coins and accepted the medicine and pocket watch .Your mother smelled the potion and told me that this bottle of potion can remove the negative effect of illusion; the pocket watch has been cast with special magic, which can bring people back to life when used in a critical situation, but the user will lose Five years of lifespan... I remember that I had a serious illness before, and all the doctors said there was no way, and only after drinking that bottle of potion did I regain my life."

There was a buzzing in my head, I supported the table and shook my head: "Wait, wait a minute, you just said... what can that pocket watch do?"