The Sensory Animals of Ston Hill

Alan Stone had never been so frightened before. His heart was beating violently with the horse's jolting, almost breaking through his chest.

During an exercise at the military academy once, a senior student's gun went off, and the hot bullet flew past his cheek, leaving a bright red bruise.Everyone was terrified, including their instructor, and the senior student even knelt on the ground with limp legs, crying bitterly.On the contrary, Alan Stone, who was almost blown out of his head, didn't feel scared. He wiped the blood on his face with his hand, and smiled heartily at everyone: "Isn't this a miss!"

His bravery and calmness made him a celebrity in the military academy, but at this moment, he was holding the unconscious Grace with one hand, and the other hand holding the rein was full of cold sweat, so he had to hold on tightly. Make the edge of the stiff belt touch his palm so that it won't slip and fall out of his hand.

He galloped on this quiet and deserted field path, looking down at the man with his eyes closed.That little face was bloodless, and the skin was so white that it was almost transparent. The lowered eyelids blocked the light in her eyes, but left shadows on his translucent skin, like two hazes.

If Grace...if...

Alan Stone's lips trembled violently, and he slammed his riding boots on the horse's belly, and the animal under his crotch ran even harder.

The end of this road is Maple Leaf Grove Grange.

He galloped all the way to the gate of the farm, got off his horse with Grace in his arms, and ran towards the gate, shouting, "Is there anyone? Help is needed here, someone is hurt!"

He ran up the steps with Grace in his arms and knocked hard on the door.

Hearing his roar, the housekeeper of Maple Leaf Forest Grange hurried over to open the door. Seeing the situation, he hurriedly invited the man into the room, and quickly asked, "Master Alan, is this patient? What happened?"

Alan Stone strode into the house with Grace in his arms, "I fell off my horse and was hit on the head by a stone. I didn't bleed, but I was still in a coma. Please call a doctor for me, hurry up!"

The butler quickly rotated his legs and led the way in front of Alan Stone. He asked Alan Stone to put the unconscious maid on the sofa in the living room, and said to him: "It happens that there is a doctor in the manor, I will go Call him!"

As soon as the words fell, a gentleman about 50 years old hurried over. Apparently, Alan Stone had made a lot of noise just now, and had disturbed many people in the farm.

The gentleman who rushed over briefly shook hands with Alan Stone, "Doctor Powell." Then he squatted down to check Grace's head, and then raised his eyelids to check his pupils.

"Bring me a lighted candle, please," said Dr. Powell.

Alan Stone turned around immediately, only to see another strange man appearing in the manor, holding a lit candlestick in his hand.

Alan Stone rushed to meet him, stretching out his hand to take the candlestick. The man was half a head taller than him, and his gaze fell over his shoulder to the maid's face on the sofa.

The hand holding the candlestick turned slightly, avoiding Alan Stone, and stretched out his right hand to him: "Kent Arundel."

This man had extraordinary momentum. Alan Stone, who had seen many noble soldiers before, was taken aback by his momentum, and then hurriedly touched his hand, "Alan Stone." He hurriedly stepped aside, Ask the man to bring the candlestick to the doctor.

The man took down a candle, and the doctor took out a small mirror from his pocket, and said to the man, "Please hold the candle for me, my lord." He held Grace's eyelids with one hand, and adjusted the angle of the mirror with the other.

The dancing flame on the candle magically shone into Grace's unconscious eyes through the reflection of the mirror.

The doctor looked at it for a while, then did the same thing to the other eye, and said with a sigh of relief: "It's nothing serious, I just fainted, and I'll wake up after a nap."

He let go of Grace's eyelids, but the eyeballs under the thin layer of skin moved by themselves, and then the eyelids opened by themselves, revealing two green eyeballs with a confused and hazy gaze.

The candle was still above him, and the cluster of flames fell into his eyes and became two, dancing vigorously in his green eyes.

Grace's eyes gradually focused on the candlelight, and then she saw the handsome and serious man behind the candlelight holding a candle for him.

"The Earl of Arundel!" He shouted in surprise, and put his hands on his chest with emotion, tears of gratitude immediately filled his cat-like eyes, "You saved me!"

The Earl of Arundel leaned over and hugged Grace, and said briefly to the other three: "This lady is my friend, I will take her upstairs to rest."

Grace spontaneously put her hands on his neck, kept her eyes on him, and murmured: "My lord, you saved me again. Why do you always appear just right when I am suffering?"

The Earl of Arundel carried Grace up the stairs, bowed his head and whispered something in the maid's ear, causing a crimson smile to appear on that pale little face.

Alan Ston kept looking up to see them off, and only then did he realize that the tall man in front of him was the "most reliable combatant nobleman in the army" that his brother mentioned in his letter. Earl of Arundel.

He suddenly felt that his legs and feet were sore and weak, and the arm that had been holding Grace was even more sore. He hurriedly sat on the single sofa closest to him, and lowered his head to massage his overtired muscles.

"Master Allen, would you like tea or coffee?"

Alan Stone paused in his hand, and whispered back: "Coffee, thank you."