Camellia camellia

Camelia, who has already returned to this house, has not let up in any way. This is her home, and her grandparents have lived here for hundreds of years, but now, the situation is completely opposite to her.The previous Grand Duke Camellia passed away too early. Before she was a teenager, [they] took over these family affairs. It was only after her coming-of-age ceremony a few years ago that they gradually transferred them to her hands. The power that can be grasped is still too little.Although knowing [they] are not very hostile, this is always a thorn in Camelia's heart, and her nerves are now more tense than before.

I don't know when I can let her put everything down.

"Master, Miss Yesenia and Mr. Bell please see me." An old female voice came.

"come in."

The door was gently pushed open, and Camelia put down the picture frame in her hand. In the oil painting, there was a charming beautiful woman, and beside her stood a young gentleman with a baby in his arms.When the footsteps quieted down, she turned her head and smiled charmingly, full of charm.

"I knew that only you two in Thalia missed me the most."

"It's good that you come back safely. I met Miranda before I came. He told me what happened on the way. You did a good job." The man sat on the sofa gracefully. His name was Joshua Bell, and he had Long golden brown hair.A few words caused ripples in Camelia's heart. Mr. Bell was a close friend of her mother, Mrs. Aryan, and her fiancé before marrying Talia.More than once at parties she had heard the old affairs of Mr. Bell and his mother mentioned privately by those women, but Camelia paid no attention to it, because no one knew the brave and gentle man better than she did.Mr. Joshua Bell is a true knight, his love for him is clean and pure without any worldly involvement.

As she grew older, she felt more and more how great this man was over the years.His love was not cut off at all because his mother married Talia, nor did it become distorted and narrow because of external factors.

How deep will this love be.Sometimes looking at him, Camelia couldn't bear to get to the bottom of it. She was a close friend of her father and a loyal knight who guarded her mother.But in the eyes of those secular people, if the mother is forced to marry here because of the will of the family, then Mr. Joshua Bell who followed her is not only the famous lover of the Bell family, but also a great fool in the hearts of the world.

But such a person exists like the sun in Camelia's mind.

He was a great lover and friend, and until then, Arya was Belle's treasure.After getting married, he also guarded her and loved her wholeheartedly.Even after her death, she also selflessly guarded her children.

"But the rescuer didn't fall from the sky. Even a boy as smart as the Rye Moeger family wouldn't be able to control your itinerary so meticulously." His seemingly unintentional chat made Camelia's back swell Fine beads of sweat came.Although his words were simple and few, Camelia knew that there were sharp eyes hidden under those gold-rimmed glasses, and nothing could escape his eyes.

"That's true..." Her mind was spinning rapidly, but Bell's voice rang out before she could finish her sentence.

"If Irina doesn't invite you back again, I plan to go to Jinghu Lake to see what makes you linger so much." He squinted her eyes with a playful smile.

After chatting for a few words, at this moment, the woman who had been by her side lifted her hood, and a head of raven black curly hair poured down.

"You're baptized." Her voice was unusually warm, but to Camelia's ears, it sounded like ice in the extreme north, without any warmth.

"Yes." The Grand Duchess thought for a while, walked over, and sat down at the main seat.

The woman named Yesenia has a pair of rare dark green eyes, and a flower in full bloom is painted on her forehead.

"Do you remember your duties?"

Under her interrogation, Camelia bit her lips: "But I can't violate my loyalty and persistence to my lover."

At this time, even Mr. Bell beside him became serious: "Carly, things are not as simple as you imagined, and this is not something you can stop."

"I know." She collected herself, and put her left hand on her chest, "Is it the red blood flowing in this vein? Or, I didn't fall in love with that person, and there are records in ancient books, even after combining with the Orphan of Winter, there are no words to emerge. You know, I don't want to be manipulated at will."

"It's different now. You are the last paragraph. If not, then it is necessary to leave an heir." Yesenia said calmly.

"...High Priest, is there anyone who doesn't pass the key and leave texts after death." Camelia tried to get some words out of her mouth, because no one knew better than her except Yesenia More.She is the first and only altar priest of the Winter Kingdom.No one knows how she spent hundreds of years with the Camellia family, and no one knows what supports her until now.Time seems to freeze on her body, and long-term memories are like a lock branded in people's hearts.

Camelia has been with her since she was a child, even if she knew that Yesenia was a long-lived species, she was not surprised. Although she spoke coldly, but since her parents passed away, she has treated her kindly. Not unsympathetic.

The dark green eyes drooped, and the slender eyelashes fluttered on the eyelids.She seemed to be deep in thought, and answered after a while: "Never."

Camelia frowned again.

"The council has notified that all competent persons who are about your age should be summoned. If the test results are the same as those seven years ago, you must accept them no matter what." Yesenia said softly: "This is what I gave you. Suggestion." She looked into the eyes of the girl in front of her: "Accept your own fate, this is the best choice for you."

Seeing that Camelia remained silent, she paused and said: "I heard something about you and the Camellia bride. You have the right to love her, but you still have to face the reality. They also have a lot to make you It's easy to forget her method, but for you, or her, it will be a little sad." After she finished speaking, she glanced at Bell, and the man didn't know whether he hid it too well or didn't hear it.But in the eyes of Camelia, it is naturally inclined to the former.

"High Priest, I don't want to, and I will never allow myself to forget her." Camelia finally said after a long silence: "Mirga is everything to me, without her, I wouldn't be what I am now, I think you understand."

The two sitting on the sofa did not speak.

"I have carefully considered the method you said. I have asked my heart countless times, but there is only one result. I can't make myself accept anyone except Mirjia. Here..." She pointed at her heart , "It has been filled by her. So, even if it makes me forget everything, she has always lived here. No one can erase this trace, and no one can be stuffed in again."

Yesenia was still watching her quietly, but Bell sitting next to her seemed a little abnormal.He pushed the lens, put his slender left leg on his right leg and said slowly: "I want to see her, just the two of us." Seeing Camelia hesitate to speak, Bell smiled: "I know, she's not in Mirror Lake now."

Camelia shook her head dejectedly, and said to the white-haired woman who was serving: "Aunt Lisa, please help me tell Irina to call that guest over."

At this moment, Bell stood up suddenly, "Lisa, let Irina take her to the morning tower." He turned around and bowed to the two ladies and gentlemen, "I want to go out to get some air, so I won't disturb the two beautiful ladies." Let me talk about your heartfelt words. In short, I hope tonight will be a pleasant night, rest well, and it won’t be too late to think about unhappy things tomorrow.”

After that, he left.

Camelia looked at his back, secretly worried.

"They don't know that the bride has come back here with you, and we won't say it. Bell is just worried. He has his own ideas. I don't think he will do anything to hurt you." Yesenia said lightly.

"In this respect, you look a lot like Bell." The beautiful priestess raised her hair, her eyes were as bright as stars, as if recalling something interesting, she curled the corners of her mouth. "Don't think too much, get a good night's sleep, maybe tomorrow will be very different. Bell and I will help you talk to the council about the baptism, but it won't take long, you know."

"That's enough, thank you."

"Rest early, good night."

"Good night."

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