lover of earl grest

A candle can be inserted, and the light formed by the swaying flames stubbornly tears through the darkness that is about to engulf it at any time. The air in the castle seems to have been imprisoned long ago, and has not flowed for thousands of years, and the fresh night wind on the plain cannot blow here. ancient dust.

Based on his understanding of the layout of this type of ancient castle, Ronald guessed the approximate location of the most luxurious room, and groped forward lightly all the way.He found that the inexplicable melody seemed to have completely merged into the air. No matter how far he walked into the depths of the castle, the sound of the piano could always reach his ears, and it became deeper and deeper as the distance increased. cut far away.

Finally, Ronald slowly pushed open a heavy carved mahogany door. Although the candlelight was weak enough to allow him to see the entire room in front of him clearly, he could still feel that the room in front of him was bigger than the one in the castle. Any room should be luxurious, and the whole room has strong colors and rich decorations, showing Baroque splendor.The dark red-toned carpet, curtains and bed valances set off against the mahogany furniture inlaid with gold. A huge crystal ceiling is crystal clear under the candlelight, reflecting almost dizzying blurred brilliance, making the figures on the wall Portraits become grotesque.This should be the master bedroom of the owner of the manor.

When Ronald stepped into this room, he felt a little strange. He looked down at the carpet under his feet and frowned.After thinking for a moment, he walked gently to the arched French window, and outside the window was the dreamy back garden in the night.Ronald had no doubt that if the heavy curtains were drawn, it would be impossible to tell whether it was day or night outside.Afterwards, he came to the large double bed, half of which was covered by hanging curtains, only the golden flower-carved bedposts on both sides of the bed were exposed.He lifted the bed curtain a bit, and carefully checked the dark red feather pillows and brocade sheets, but found nothing.

At this moment, he saw a relatively obvious place on the wall beside the bed. The place where an oil painting should have been hung was empty. Why didn't he notice this detail just now?Ronald walked over holding the candle, and then found an exquisite picture frame upside down against the wall on the floor next to the bed. What kind of picture would it be inside the picture frame?Why was it the only one that was taken down and thrown on the ground?At this moment, Ronald felt his heart beating faster, and the sound of the piano in his ears was hitting his eardrums more and more heavily, and the hand that was slowly reaching for the painting was trembling, as if there was some kind of huge power in the painting. The energy is daunting, yet seductive. . .

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Chapter 11

Noreen Grester's slender fingers moved over the keys, and the hazy moonlight was the only light source in the room. She stared at the place where her fingers touched, and her wandering thoughts gradually drifted away.She thought of many, many pasts, so much that she couldn't accommodate this moonlit night.Suddenly she tapped a set of keys, and without any thought, the melody popped out of her fingers involuntarily.

"Come, Noreen, my beautiful little angel, come and see your future husband, he is the future master of Raydins, Master Randall Grester." A dark blonde boy was pushed to her .Noreen didn't dare to look at him directly, her gaze fell to the man's chest.Although he is still in the growth stage, the boy has shown a strong physique. There are several openings on his chest that have not been buttoned, and the looming lines of the open collar are undulating with the heavy panting. Noreen shyly looks away .

"Hello, I... am honored..." The young man was obviously nervous and overwhelmed.Noreen couldn't help laughing, and then stretched out her hand to the boy. The boy quickly changed the penis from his hand to the other hand, and then gently lifted her slender hand to his mouth.

At this time, the adults around happily joked about the shy young couple. Someone said: "Randall, why are you still holding that gun that is longer than your height? I'm not afraid of scaring your future." wife?"

"Oh!" The boy handed the gun to the male servant beside him amidst laughter.

"That's right! If your beautiful angel is scared by you and breaks the contract, you will regret it forever!"

The laughter grew louder, and Noreen was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to run away.She quietly raised her eyes to look at the boy who was scratching his scalp and giggling in front of him, ah!He is really handsome and easygoing, with a cute sillyness, and he is my future husband. . .The sound of the piano was soft and slow, and a smile appeared on the corner of Noreen's mouth unconsciously.How wonderful it would be if everything stayed in that time!If that person doesn't show up. . .

Ronald was completely stunned. In front of him was a portrait of a person. The person in the painting was not the kind of beauty that overwhelmed the country, nor did it have the alluring charm of an exotic style.The slender boy in the painting has almost light facial features, elegant in beauty, ivory white skin and a head of pure blond hair softly curled to the ears, there is a kind of almost morbid beauty, just like his The lily beside her that has never been dusted exudes a dark fragrance that cannot be matched by rich Arabian spices.The most exciting thing is those blue eyes that are serene and slightly sad, as soft as the spotless frost on the top of the snow mountain that is about to melt, orchids as clear as the bottom of the lake, sympathetic as the Virgin, gazing tenderly The mortal world is far away and silent.The mist at the end of the eyes slowly converges into a line, revealing a bit of femininity, and the slightly parted lips glisten with moving water.The graceful neck line went all the way down, and finally was hidden among the flowing lines of the white collar.Two slender hands rested lightly on his lap, peaceful and melancholic.I really don’t know whether it’s because the person in the painting is too purely beautiful or the artist’s skill is too good. In a trance, Ronald feels that the person in the painting is looking at him, as if he wants to reveal a sad past that has been buried for many years in the moonlight. Among the eloquence.

The distant musical notes flowed into the room continuously like spring water, and the bright moonlight and dancing candlelight hit the frame at the same time, as if to inject vitality into the young man in the painting and make him real.Ronald seemed to be tempted, and stretched out his hand to touch the real skin on the boy's face.However, before he touched the cold glass of the picture frame, his hand stopped.Because he found that on the picture frame covered with light dust, only the dust from the corners of the boy's eyes and cheeks had been brushed off. . .

Music couldn't soothe Noreen's complicated mood at all. In her memory, a picture that she could never forget emerged irresistibly: in the misty morning rose garden, a slender boy stretched out his hand and gently stroked with dewdrops on the petals.His blond hair was so pure that it faintly formed a halo in the backlight, and even his entire profile was emitting a mesmerizing light.Is that a real angel?Noreen froze for a long, long time. . .

It was the year after she and Randall became formally engaged as adults, and Noreen came to Reddings.Been here many times and never met a guy like this, is he a friend of Randall's?It doesn't seem to be, it should be the newly hired servant here, right?But how could there be someone so unreally beautiful?It's so unreal!But it was by no means an illusion, because she, who was sensitive by nature, already faintly felt a trace of worry.

The melody flowing at the fingertips became a little confused at this time, yes, confused, since then, the entire Reddings Manor has changed, and it turns out that the worry at that time was correct!

"This is Terencia Donivano Wendyford." When Noreen came to Reddings again after more than half a year, at the family dinner that welcomed her, that angelic boy unexpectedly appeared on the seat , the old earl personally introduced her.Noreen was very surprised, however, something even more unbearable for her followed.During the dinner, she found that Randall's eyes were firmly fixed on the silent boy.Why?Even though he is a servant, he can sit at the family dinner?Why did Randall become obsessed with him after sweeping away the previous hostility towards him?At that time, Noreen's fingers were already trembling because of the aristocratic pride.

And these are just the beginning.Life after marriage was more like a nightmare. Her young husband had never favored her, not even once!In his eyes, there is only that boy who grows up to be more and more charming!After the death of the old earl, he unscrupulously made their relationship public, and they were almost inseparable.When Noreen thought of the red and swollen lips of the boy she accidentally glimpsed, and the mark on his neck that couldn't be concealed, she was going crazy!Later, she found out in despair that that person was not an angel at all, he seemed to possess a kind of magical power that could fascinate everyone, yes, everyone. . .

Noreen slammed down the keys, and the low notes hit the walls of the room heavily, and were reflected back again.She ushered in the opening of the repertoire in such a way of venting her emotions, shaking the eardrums of everyone who heard the movement.Anger, jealousy, sadness, regret, despair, all emotions intertwined into an invisible net, entangled her tightly, and could never escape.

The evening wind is mixed with the faint fragrance of flowers and the smell of clear soil, making waves in the garden.The light clouds slowly moved away, and the moon cast a soft patch again.At this time, in the garden, a figure stood tall.The moonlight elongated his shadow, outlining his strong and powerful outline, and the breeze gently lifted his white collar and lantern sleeves, revealing his strong body and elastic and firm skin.His lips were tightly closed, his head was raised slightly, and his resolute and deep eyes looked not far away.