Puberty Cinderella

One morning at the end of February, Ella rode a horse and galloped along the path in the forest. Her heart was filled with the feelings of a wanderer who hadn't returned home for a long time.

Catelyn had found her earlier in the day as she was helping recruits correct their sword grips on the training grounds.

"Okay, leave it to me." Caitlin said, "I heard that your sister is getting married today, so go and get ready to go home."

"Really? Didn't Sir Farrell reject my leave application?"

"Don't worry, I've already educated him about this. Don't rush to come back tomorrow. You haven't seen your family for a long time, right? Just take it as a make-up for Savin's leave."

"Thank you! Say thank you to Sir Farrell for me too."

So she went back to her room, put on her only military uniform, and took from under the bed a gift box tied with a blue ribbon.She thought she would never have the chance to give this gift.

After turning two corners, a familiar rural scenery appeared in front of us.The coldest day of the year is over, the snow has melted on the roofs of the farmhouses, and the red tiled roofs are glistening in the sun.The green wheat seedlings are growing vigorously in the field, and a group of sheep are grunting and chewing grass roots on the side of the road. The shepherd takes off his hat and greets her.

Further ahead, two straight rows of beeches indicate the road leading to the Duke's Mansion, and the traditional songs played by the band and the laughter of the people can be vaguely heard.

Ella shows the invitation to the doorman, and another servant comes to lead the horse away.As she entered the garden, the crowd burst into cheers, and the band began to sing harder.Camilla walked out through the open door, holding the arm of the Viscount Alba.Both wore wreaths on their heads and had happy smiles on their faces.The crowds on both sides threw flower petals at them, the ladies to be married tried to touch the bride's long dress for good luck, and the men half-jokingly expressed their jealousy towards the viscount.

The couple stopped in front of the flower-topped arch, and the Viscount's father, as the witness, tied their wrists together with a white silk scarf, and then recited a lengthy wedding poem.The stepmother stood aside and kept wiping her tears with a handkerchief, while Vivienne smiled almost as brightly as the bride.

Ella struggled through the crowd to stand beside them.

"Oh, Ella!" the stepmother grabbed her hand excitedly, "Is my Camilla just right? Although I still regret that she didn't marry the prince, the Alba family is also very rich. Oh , my Camilla..."

"I thought you wouldn't come, I'm so glad to see you." Vivienne said.

"Me too," said Ella, "me too."

"Ella, if you know any suitable officers in the army, you must introduce them to us. I really hope to see Vivienne get married in June. That's what I told Camilla, I It is said that the bride in June is the most blessed, but this child really can't wait..."

After the ceremony, the servants brought out trays of delicious food and wine to entertain the guests.Camilla was busy accepting everyone's blessings, and it was hard for Ella to talk to her.

"Happy wedding," Ella said.

"Thank you."

"It's a wedding present. I'm sorry it's so late."

"You are so sweet." Camila opened the package, and inside was a blue-eyed porcelain doll, "Oh! You still remember! Thank you, I don't know how to thank you..."

Ella shrugged. "Just a doll."

"You know that's not what I'm talking about. When we were in the castle prison... former friends were eager to get rid of us, but you were the only one who worked so hard for us. Of course, Alba also helped us a lot of."

At this time, there was a low rumbling sound from nowhere.Ella thought it was some musician who broke the drum and didn't pay attention.The young people dancing jig in the middle of the garden are still holding hands and kicking, and the gourmets are still stuffing ham and sausages into their mouths.

Ella asked Camilla, "How did you meet?"

Camilla blushed and giggled a few times. "It was at the royal ball, and my mother asked me to dance with Prince Gregory, but I mistook his companion, Alba, for the prince, and danced with him all night. When the guards found our The invitation was forged, when he rushed in to catch us, he stepped forward to protect me, and almost got caught too..."

Suddenly, the sky darkened and someone in the crowd let out a scream.Ella looked up, and saw a huge monster hovering over the duke's mansion, waving two wings that covered the sky and the sun.

A child yelled, "Mom, it's a dragon!", and the diners threw down their half-eaten chicken wings, the dancers threw down their shoes, the musicians threw down their instruments, and screamed to the house. run away.

Camilla tripped over the dress, and Ella went back to pull her, but it was too late.With a flash of shadow, the dragon swooped down and grabbed the ribbon on Camila's back, and quickly returned to the sky, roaring and flying away.Everything happened in the blink of an eye, Ella couldn't believe her eyes.

"Camilla!" cried the bridegroom at the top of his lungs.His mother-in-law rolled her eyes and fainted, and fell into Vivienne's arms.

Ella instructed everyone to carry the viscount and stepmother into the house to rest, and asked Vivienne to keep the guests in the house for a while before going home, and then rushed back to Wangcheng to report the news.

Another boring meeting.Niyaf sat bored in the throne seat, listening to the ministers arguing about whether to change the griffin pattern on the national flag to blue.

"Although the current design of the green griffin with white stripes on a red background is very classic, many people with color vision defects report that they cannot see the patterns on the national flag clearly, which severely undermines their sense of national pride." A minister said.

"If it must be changed," another minister said, "it must be changed to purple."

"Why purple? We all know there are no purple griffins in the world."

"No, there have been purple griffins, you must be different from Longji. The history books record red dragons, green dragons, golden dragons, and blue dragons, but there are no purple ones..." Chief wizard Owen also joined the discussion.

"What nonsense, of course there is Zilong, and the Zilong vine is named after it."

"There are also black dragons, and Kama's epic poem about the Handmaiden and the Dragon speaks of 'black scales'."

"I think everyone knows that Kama herself has color vision deficiency..."

Niyaf rubbed her temples and sighed deeply.

Suddenly, they heard a commotion from the square outside the window.

"What's the matter?" The ministers asked each other, but no one could answer, so Niyaf sent a follower out to have a look.

After a while, the follower came back. "They said that a dragon passed by here just now and flew south."

"What color dragon?" asked a minister.

"This...I don't know."

"The color is not important," Niyaf said. "It's been a long time since the world has seen a dragon. I want to know what disturbed it this time?"

The chief wizard said: "Your Majesty, don't worry. According to historical records, our elves and dragons were originally the same race, but they chose different paths. In order to prevent future generations from fratricide, our ancestors made an appointment as early as the era of chaos. With a peace treaty, their descendants cannot harm our descendants, and vice versa."

"I remember," said one of the ministers, "I heard a strange thing from a merchant from the country of Fola. A few days ago, a dragon ran wild in the countryside of Fola and captured many girls. Gregory The king personally led an army to fight against the dragon, but the dragon only breathed a sigh of relief, and a raging fire ignited in the woods. King Gregory did not flinch, and asked the dragon: "Humans and dragons have coexisted peacefully." Thousands of years, why are you persecuting my people now?"

"'Neither do I,' said the dragon, 'but you humans have killed my son, and it will be hard for me not to avenge my hatred.'

King Gregory asked again: "As the saying goes, the dragon begets the dragon, and the phoenix begets the phoenix. How could your son be killed casually?"

"The dragon said: 'He is still a child, he has no power to restrain a chicken, how can he be against a cunning human being?'

"'What did your son look like, and where was he killed?' asked King Gregory.

"'He is delicate and lovely, with three big watery eyes like the moon, and a beautiful ivory horn growing on his forehead; when he sees me, he spreads his two little paws to hug me. Hug, the slender tail is shaking from side to side, and a pair of small wings that are exactly like mine...'

"Before the dragon finished speaking, a skinny little girl stood up in the army. She seemed to be named Irene or Ella or something. She told the dragon that she killed his son because he ate him in the forest. many people.

"The dragon roared and said: 'My son can't eat people, your human meat is fishy and sour and you can't bite!' But the little girl was not frightened by the dragon, she said: 'That's the truth, believe it or not It's up to you. I killed your son. If you have a grievance and a debtor, I will let you deal with it, but you must let the innocent person go." The dragon said: "I am not as barbaric as you humans. What is the truth, you No matter what I say, and no matter what I say. You come with me, and I will hold a trial court on the highest mountain around here, and see how the jury will decide your fate.'

"So the dragon grabbed the little girl and flew to the highest mountain nearby. This is the story I heard. If I guessed correctly, the dragon just now should have gone to participate in the trial."

When she heard that the dragon had captured Ella, Niyaf almost jumped up from the throne with excitement, and just wanted to rush to rescue her immediately.But she knew that dealing with dragons was never reckless, and that was what worried her most about Ella.So she asked the chief wizard: "Owen, did the history books say where dragons usually meet?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, I remember the highest mountain on the plain of Tara."

Neyaf nodded. "Okay, I've decided to keep the flag as it is, and that's all for today's meeting."

After dismissing the ministers, Niyaf returned to the bedroom, put on a military uniform, and carried the ancestral sword of the McCloskey family on his back, and it turned into a wisp of smoke and drifted away through the crack of the window.