The Sensory Animals of Ston Hill

Allen watched as William turned into a sculpture.

After a long time, the sculpture spoke: "What happened?"

Allen was astonished that his voice had become so hoarse, and at the same time he was thinking quickly, how could he lie to calm William down?

Yes, he saw that William needed to calm down.

William's premature acceptance of the responsibilities of being the eldest son and older brother spared him little of the frivolity of his peers.The William Allen had seen was usually serious and even severe, but he had never seen him so angry-although he was trying to restrain himself, there was not much reason left in his eyes.Allen also saw his right hand resting on the holster around his waist.

"Don't lie," William warned.

Allen lowered his head and stroked his lips, using this short time to quickly fabricate a lie.

He omitted the part where Grace is obsessed with Arendelle, and described the first meeting between King Louis and Grace as a love scene.

After William finished listening, he was silent for a while, and asked him, "Where is Arundel?"

Allen replied immediately: "He's not in the villa."

William Ston got up and walked out. Alan Ston jumped up from his seat to stop him, but William pushed him away.The brothers wrestled together.

Their stature and physical strength were basically the same, Alan couldn't stop him, and William couldn't easily shake him off.

The scuffle turned into a real brawl.

They fought from inside to outside the house, and the servants rushed to see the two brothers of this family beating so fiercely in horror.

Alan Stone brought all his strength to every punch he threw at William.His fist brushed against William's cheekbones, and William's face suddenly oozes blood.

William grabbed him by the collar and pressed him hard against the wall.The back of Alan's head hit the wall, his eyes darkened for a while, and sharp screams sounded in his ears.

The strength of the collar was gone, and he heard William ask the servant through a ringing in his ears, "Where is Arundel?"

Enduring his dizziness, he chased after him and ordered loudly, "Don't tell him!"

But at this time William Ston's majesty far surpassed him.The servant's eyes fled in panic between the two, and finally replied: "...in the small theater."

Grace has become the protagonist of His Majesty's new play, but he has lost the curiosity he once had in the play.

He was dressed as a forest elf, wearing a dress the color of his eyes and decorated with flower petals.Your Majesty originally wanted to use real petals, but it is difficult to find beautiful flowers this season.A lot of daisies bloomed, but His Majesty didn't like it, so he just stuck some tulip petals on Grace's skirt, and fake silk flowers on the chest and headdress.

The Earl of Arundel and the nobles brought by His Majesty sat under the stage as spectators.The Marquis of Nacolon sat next to him, flattering or applauding vigorously when His Majesty needed it.

Your Majesty has a problem with a line.He asked Grace: "Which metaphor do you think is better, 'I see your love quivering like a butterfly' or 'I see your love quivering like a breeze'?"

Grace was a little absent-minded, he was still thinking about the briefing just now.After the guard said a few words to His Majesty, His Majesty interrupted him, glanced at himself at the same time, and then led the guard a few steps away before letting him finish the rest.

His Majesty receives many notifications every day, sometimes in front of him, sometimes avoiding him, sometimes it is business, sometimes it is just about what to eat at night, not necessarily.But in the past few days, as long as someone came to report, he would become very nervous.

His Majesty said that his personal letter would arrive within two days, and Allen said that two days would be enough to ride a fast horse back from the Border Province.

But so many days have passed, why hasn't William come back yet?

But he thought again, if William came back, would he dare to meet him?Grace looked down at her gaudy skirt, these petals had already been replaced once, and they had to be replaced after today, the tulips outside might not be enough for His Majesty to finish this scene.He lowered his head and pulled off a red petal, and gently squeezed out the flower juice with his fingers.Looking at his red-stained finger pads and nail seams, he felt that he should not dare to meet William.

All it takes is a sneak peek.

"I see your love trembling like eyelashes..." His Majesty suddenly approached his face, startling Grace.

"That's the line, okay?" His Majesty asked, before kissing him on the lips.Grace turned her head slightly, letting his kisses only fall on her face.

His Majesty was not angry at all, but asked curiously, "Why don't you let me kiss your lips?"

They stopped exchanging honorifics, and His Majesty even allowed him to call him by his own name—not "Louis," which His Majesty said he didn't like.He asked Grace to call him "Chris," his Christian name, second in his long signature.

Grace glanced at him carefully, but said nothing.His Majesty smiled and kissed his eyes again, and then announced to the audience: "'I see your love trembling like eyelashes', that's it!"

The audience applauded enthusiastically.

The Marquis of Nacolon whispered in the Earl of Arundel's ear: "Is my daughter too serious? How can this please His Majesty?"

This question interrupted the earl of Arundel's meditation, and caused discomfort in the earl's heart.But he didn't show his mood, turned his head politely, and asked, "What did you say?"

The Marquis signaled him to stand on the stand: "Look at Margaret, I don't think I've seen her smile. How can a woman not smile? A woman who lacks romance can easily make people bored... But this may also be her strength, Even Mrs. Denell and Mr. Faranelli can only play supporting roles for her...My lord, you have known her for a long time, has she always been like this?"

Earl Arundel's gaze had already returned to Grace's face, and the thoughts from just now flooded up again.He paused for two seconds and replied, "No."

At this time, the guard came in again to report that Colonel William Ston and Captain Alan Ston had asked to see him.

Grace's mouth, which was about to speak, froze, and her expressive arm also stopped in mid-air.

His Majesty kindly asked for his opinion: "Do you want to let the colonel in?"

Grace stared at him blankly, mouth open and unable to speak.

His Majesty sighed softly, and said to the guard, "Please come in."

William strode into the small theater, and the first thing he saw was Grace standing on the stage.Grace was watching him too.

He saw that Grace had grown taller and thinner, and was more beautiful than ever in strange dresses and wreaths on her head.He also saw that Grace was not happy.

Allen followed closely behind him, clutching his right arm, his eyes fixed nervously on the gun on his belt.

He had already reminded William that the Earl of Arundel was a nobleman, and if he was killed, he would be sentenced to hang, which would be equivalent to killing Grace at the same time.William said he knew.

He also said that it was Grace's own vanity that made her willing to go to court.He regrets not listening to Grace, which he should have said in the first place.But William said that he taught everything about Grace, and if Grace made a mistake, it was also his fault.

William Stone looked at every man in the audience.He had never met the Earl of Arundel, but he had accurately locked him.The people sitting around the earl were all shocked by the unusual anger on William Ston's body, and all avoided him.

William Ston walked up to the Earl of Arundel and asked, "Are you the Earl of Arundel?"

The Earl of Arundel stood up slowly, "Ston...'Colonel'?"

William took out the glove from his military coat pocket with his left hand, and threw it at Earl of Arundel in the face, as if slapping him with the glove.

"I'm going to fight you."

The Earl of Arundel didn't let the glove hit his face, he raised his hand and grabbed it before the glove touched him, showing a stunned expression.

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Note: "Throwing gloves" means to challenge, traditional dueling etiquette.