Camellia camellia

Thalia's only owner was still reviewing the report, time hurried past her, and before she knew it, the dinner on the round table on the right was completely cold.

At this time, the weather has begun to turn cold rapidly, and Thalia's winter is coming soon, and firewood has been added to the fireplace.

Camelia breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed her hands, and turned her head to look out the window. The moon was already hanging on the treetops.

Mirja should be here soon.

She would love to see her.

Therefore, there can be no delay for a minute. She needs to finish the work at hand before Mirjia arrives.

After an unknown amount of time, the only sound in the room was the rustle of her quill and the crackling of the firewood.Finally, she signed her name on the last blank space, picked up the seal, and stamped it down as if re-explanatory.

She casually picked up the manuscript and put it on the stack that had been reviewed. She rubbed her sore shoulders, pulled up the stool and stood up.

She had just moved when she heard a rustling sound at the door.

Thinking of the unusual things in the mansion these past few days, Camelia's heart sank involuntarily.

She put on her coat, took out a dull dagger from the dark compartment of the bookcase drawer, and held it tightly in her hand. The wide sleeve robe hid the dangerous weapon. She stood by the desk, collected herself, and spoke Called: "Guards!"

But no one answered.

"Guard, guard!" Camelia's hands trembled a little, and she tried her best to restrain her voice to remain calm.

The room was so quiet that her blood seemed to have stopped.

At a certain moment, the rustling outside the door suddenly stopped.

The lock cylinder moved, clicked, and the door opened.

This second seemed to be distorted and stretched, everything was still still, and it became long and unbearable. Camelia's pupils continued to dilate, and she even heard the sound of swallowing her own saliva.

"Carly." Accompanied by a gentle voice, a silver armor with camellia patterns carved on its chest appeared in front of her.

With a bang, the dagger slipped from Camelia's hand and fell heavily to the ground.

The knight in uniform noticed Camelia's strangeness, and she quickly stepped forward to help the crumbling girl.

"Carly!" The eyes under the silver-white helmet were eager and bright, and she held her hand tightly and called out the name of her lover.

Camelia's face was extremely pale. After taking a few deep breaths, she shook the knight's hand, signaling her not to worry too much.

The old dagger lying quietly on the red carpet caught Mirja's attention.

"What happened just now?"

The Grand Duchess shook her head and stood up with Mirja's support. Her body was slender and weak. At this moment, her state was like a camellia in a violent storm. Only willpower could support her. origin.

Camelia broke free from the knight's arms. She bent down unsteadily, and picked up the seemingly ordinary dagger.After carefully wiping it, I put it back in the dark compartment of the bookcase drawer.

"I thought they were here." Camelia smiled self-deprecatingly. "It's really useless, my legs are still a little soft now."

Milga handed over in due time. "them?"

"No, it's not." It could be seen that Camelia smiled very reluctantly. "How did you come?"

"Sorry, I see the time is very late, so I came here on my own initiative because I was a little worried." Seeing Camelia's thoughtful expression, Mirjia hesitated, and said: "I just met two people downstairs. The team seems to be changing guards, something is wrong, I was going to see what's going on, but I heard your shout."

"Not right?"

"Generally speaking, the guards on patrol will have a fixed place to change shifts, but they will never be in places where the master often visits. This is the case in the palace and other halls, let alone Arava in Thalia, your palace. Moreover, I ran away just now. When I came up, I found that some places where guards should be set up were empty. Since you shouted, why no one has appeared except me. Where is your bodyguard? And the team of guards downstairs just now must have heard Your voice, what is going on here? How could Thalia’s chief guard be so negligent of his duty!!”

Hearing this, Camelia obviously planned to avoid the topic, she echoed in a low voice absent-mindedly, and said no more.

As long as Camelia is involved, no matter how gentle Mirja is, she will never give in.

"Camelia, I'm worried, can you tell me what's going on?"

Camelia let go of Mirja's hand, she helped the cloak, and walked to the door. "It's not their fault, they're just doing their duty and their job."

"Carly!" Mirga pressed her shoulder, obviously not understanding her perfunctory.

"That's enough, Mirga, I'm tired, lock the door and come back with me." Camelia took her hand away and pushed a key into Mirja's palm. "Take the lantern by the door."

Her attitude like this was very familiar to Mirga, and Camelia always behaved like this whenever she encountered very difficult things.She has always been on her own to solve the problem, and her terrible self-esteem does not allow her to discuss and share with others.It can be said that it has its own principles, but in the eyes of Mirjia, such emotions are enough to ignite the flames of her anger.

She wanted to do something for her, and she wanted to protect her as best she could.

But she always pushes herself away again and again.

Mirka took a long breath, and then let it out slowly.Camelia was waiting for her outside the door. The female knight collected her thoughts, locked the door as Camelia said, and walked out with her.

The distance from Camelia's study to the north hall was not short. Mirja walked beside the female lord with a lantern in hand. The moonlight shone on her beloved's face, like a beautiful and transparent veil.

Mirjia looked away, such clarity and beauty almost plucked out her heart.

She turned her face away, took a deep breath, and planned to focus on exploring this unique courtyard.

She had already heard that Thalia was a beautiful place, but she felt different after actually coming here.The most outstanding of these is the Arava Palace, where the condensed thoughts and careful care of several ancestors are reflected in every bench armrest, every street lamp pattern in the Arava courtyard, and even an inconspicuous small sculpture.Apart from the ornamental green plants that the gardener has ingeniously repaired, the white stone floor must be washed frequently, and the railings must be dusted frequently. Every delicate detail is piled up to make the Alava Palace.

Walking, a huge statue of the Dawn Mermaid appeared in Mirja's eyes, and the graceful arc of the mermaid's arms seemed to be given life.She stopped and stared, she must have seen this statue somewhere.

"Does it look familiar? The Dawn Mermaid in Mirror Lake Manor is a replica of this, only shrunk down a bit."

Mirjia suddenly realized, "That statue has already been replaced by a goddess of ice and snow."

Camelia clasped her arms and responded softly: "Well, sometimes, I also want to have something of my own."

Mirjia nodded without knowing why, but she could hear a little bit of loneliness lurking in the Grand Duchess' words.So she looked around, and after confirming that there was no one there, she held her hand.Camelia's hands were very cold, and when the night wind blew, it became even more frighteningly cold.

"It's like here." She spread her arms and looked towards the sky, "This is my house, but it's not my home." After finishing speaking, the Grand Duke turned to look back at the Silver Knight beside him, clearly looking like he was about to She looked like she was crying, but she still curled her mouth and smiled bravely.Like a porcelain doll, it will break if you touch it.How could Mierjia not understand her? This person was Camelia, who always stood there with a smile on her face. Although she didn't speak, her eyes were full of indescribable stubbornness.She is the master of Thalia, the king of Sicily.

Before she was 20 years old, she used her thin shoulders to carry the lives of tens of thousands of people.

Camelia's voice was calm and calm, as if she was talking about other people's affairs.

Mirja couldn't help but tremble, and an intense emotion rose from his chest.The heart seemed to be pinched and rubbed in the hands, and it began to ache faintly, but it was futile to reach out and grab it.

She grabbed Camelia's arm and pulled her into her arms.Regardless of whether anyone would find out about their secret relationship, at this moment, she just wanted to tie her up, afraid, afraid that Camelia would suddenly disappear like sea foam.What a powerless obsession this is. Even though she is convinced of this tacit relationship, the nightmare will still flood into her mind and cannot go away, perhaps entangled for a lifetime.

Fortunately, fortunately, Camelia only struggled a little and stopped resisting.She pushed her into the maze of bushes, the tip of her nose pressed tightly into her chestnut curls, sucking hard.She is her oxygen, without her she would suffocate.

The Grand Duchess naturally felt the warmth of her lover. She broke free from her own world, raised her eyebrows, and fixed her eyes on the pattern on the silver-white knight's breastplate. camellia emblem.

"It's good to have you by my side, Mirga."

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Broken thoughts:

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