lover of earl grest

Title: The Lover of the Earl of Grester

Author: Rotten Dream LWY

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A lawyer came to the territory of the Grester family: Reddings Manor due to work.There are all kinds of strange rumors in the decaying castle. It is said that the earl and his mysterious lover live here...

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Chapter 1

A four-wheeled carriage with two saddles drove rapidly on the picturesque country road, heading straight for the faintly discernible old castle ahead.It's a lightweight car, but it's extraordinarily beautifully decorated.Hollow and carved decorations are everywhere, and the thick velvet curtains are tightly drawn, separating the inside and outside of the car into two worlds, but it cannot hide the aura of wealth and the desire that is more urgent than the speed of the car. mood.Sitting in the front row was a young woman dressed as a maid, and beside her was a coachman whipping his horsewhip vigorously.The sunny weather has been uncharacteristically continuing for some time, and dust has been raised from where the carriage passed.

"God, look who's here? It's unbelievable!" A farmer straightened up working in the field, holding a hoe in one hand and blocking the dazzling sunlight with the other. Even so, his eyes were still narrowed. He stared closely at the fast-moving carriage.

A younger boy next to the farmer also straightened up when he heard the words, while supporting his waist with his hands and rubbing it non-stop, he tried to identify who the owner of the carriage was: "Oh, I seem to have seen a sign of nobility? It must be Heading for that old castle, isn't it, Uncle John?"

"Young people still have good eyesight! But even if I can't see the sign, I can still deduce who is sitting in the car." Old John said as he grabbed the towel hanging around his neck and wiped his face. Overwhelming the curiosity of the people around him, he deliberately stopped, waiting for the young man to ask questions.Sure enough, the young man was curious and eager to ask him for an answer, so he continued with a little pride: "The one sitting in the carriage is not a visitor from the manor that came the day before yesterday, I'm sure it's the woman from the manor. Owner!"

As soon as the words came out, the young man's eyes widened in surprise.At this time the carriage had already passed by them, and the two of them turned around like sunflowers following the sun and looked at the back of the carriage blocked by the flying dust.

"The Countess of Grester? Are you sure it's her? I heard that she hasn't been here for several years! And, now in the castle..." The young man choked, not knowing what to say.

"That's right, the rich earl should still be living there with his lover right now? Speaking of which, his lover's appearance is simply better than that of an angel, definitely better than any person or any painting you have ever seen." Every lady in the world must be beautiful!" The old farmer seemed to be recalling, searching for all the words and phrases to describe beauty.

"Uncle John, have you met? The lover of the count who is as beautiful as an angel?" The young man was very surprised: "I heard that he is... male...?"

"Yes," said the farmer quietly, "he is such a beautiful boy! He is just quiet and doesn't like to talk. I only saw him once, and that was many years ago, probably almost ten years ago." Years? Well, it must have been ten years. Your Aunt Adeline's family met him too, before Margaret was married, and she'd been infatuated with him since she met the boy, and swore she'd never marry , lying on the window sill and looking around all day, and she didn't even know his name! In fact, none of us knew what the boy's name was, where he came from, only that he came to our village alone. He stayed here for a short time, and his destination was the old castle of the earl. After he entered, he rarely went out, and later heard news about him, that is, the earl fell in love with him like a demon, All the lovers he kept in the castle were beaten away, and only the boy remained, and even after he got married, he ignored his wife, which almost drove the Countess mad."

"Did he cast some kind of spell on everyone?" The young man became more interested: "I heard from Bonn that the Earl's lover is not human at all, but a demon or a ghost that incarnates in human form and can cast spells."

"Don't listen to those stinky brats talking nonsense! It's not a devil or a ghost at all!"

"Then why did the old earl die of illness within a few years after he appeared? The young earl suddenly became very strange too? I have been here for more than two years, right? I have never seen the earl you mentioned and his lover. I haven't heard of any visitors in the castle, except for the stranger who liked to inquire about things the day before yesterday and the countess who "returned" suddenly today. I think the gloomy castle must have been affected. What a curse. Maybe something big will happen in the next few days." After the young man said this, he immediately regained his energy, his eyes sparkled, as if he was an audience looking forward to a good show.

"Stop talking nonsense!" The farmer slapped the young man on the head angrily, "Those ignorant little devils just like to make up stories about monsters and goblins to trick a newcomer like you who has no brains! Well, don't Stop dawdling here! Keep on working! It will rain in a few days."

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Chapter 2

Ronald Hurst looked at the cup of black tea on the table. The petal-shaped cup was painted with gold rims, which echoed the gold-painted chassis. A few tea leaves were half-rolled and sank at the bottom of the cup. It was definitely the best tea, but... the butler who received him asked him politely and coldly if he wanted to add sugar. When he replied that he would add a spoonful of sugar and two spoonfuls of lemon, the butler showed a look of embarrassment. Then tell him that there are no more lemons here now and apologize to him.He graciously expressed his understanding, and then the cup of black tea without lemon juice was served and placed in front of him.Ronald doesn't mind drinking black tea without lemon juice. In fact, he rarely asks for lemon juice when drinking tea on weekdays. services.

How long has there been no visitors here?Ronald raised his head and looked around in confusion. The huge and thick dark red curtains were only half drawn, and the soft morning light outside the window became the only light source in the room, and the room was divided into two halves by light and darkness.The place where he sat was in the light, under his feet a thick and soft Baroque carpet and curtains in a uniform tone.There was no fire in the huge brick fireplace opposite, for there was no wood in it, and even a meager amount of ashes.A huge well-preserved reindeer head and two silver shotguns hung on the wall directly above the fireplace, adding a bloody atmosphere to the dark red room out of thin air.There were only these places bathed in light, and the light was not enough. Ronald saw a few huge oil paintings on the wall, which were portraits of the Earl's family. Ornate candlesticks and vases were placed in the corners on both sides. Huge The candelabra was unplugged, and the long nails that held the candles were exposed like thorns on the road to the house of the devil.There is also a lack of beautiful flowers in the bare vases.Judging from the layout, this should be the reception hall. Although the room is very clean, with retro and luxurious decoration, it is obviously lacking in vitality, and it cannot hide the barren atmosphere that has been idle for a long time.

"I don't know when the Earl can arrange a meeting time?" Ronald looked back at the room and asked the respectful butler standing by the table.The housekeeper, Gerald, was a young man under 30 years old. He was serious and self-cultivated. His meticulous appearance made people believe that he was capable of keeping everything in the manor in order.But Ronald felt a hint of hostility in him when he stepped into the castle, and instinctively became alert.

"I will inform the master of your arrival, and then I will give you an answer as soon as possible." The butler still had a polite appearance, and his words were very cautious.

"Ah, yes, I don't want to waste too much time for the Earl, most of the things have already been done, he just needs to sign some documents, that's all." Ronald leaned on the comfortable sofa, looking very easy.

"Yes, Mr. Hurst is smart and capable, and we all know his high efficiency. Both the Earl and his wife are very relieved that you will take over this matter."

Ronald was noncommittal about the butler's compliment, and he knew that the meeting with the Earl was the most difficult part of the whole thing.Because of some weird rumors, the lawyers were reluctant to take over the collection procedures related to the Grester family.

"I have prepared the room for you." The butler continued to politely say to Ronald: "Do you need to rest?"

"That's great, I've been running all the way, I really need to take a break now." Ronald replied heartily.I wondered in my heart whether I had known in advance about my visiting party and had prepared for it?Afterwards, a young male servant led him to the depths of the castle with twists and turns.

Ronald was really eye-opening along the way. The earl’s castle has gone through nearly two centuries of vicissitudes, witnessed the rise and fall of several generations of the Grester family, and left traces of countless repairs and renovations. Unexpected rooms, corridors, corners and many up and down stairs, unexpected patterns appear everywhere.

"It's not easy not to get lost in such a castle." Ronald thought to himself.

Finally, the manservant finally stopped at the door of a room. He opened the door for Ronald, and then moved Ronald's luggage—a small suitcase that was not very heavy—into the room.Ronald also