[Daughter of the Sea] English Fairy Tale

"Just leave like this, is it really okay?" Isis raised her head and asked, "Isn't it rude for us to do this..."

Along the way, I heard Isis chattering beside me, worrying about this for a while, and worrying about that for a while.César had no choice but to stop, "What's the matter? What do you care about?"

"Oh, really...Of course you don't worry. I was taken aback by your father's reaction." The girl said with lingering fear.

Before she could figure out why Earl Visa was so angry suddenly, César directly dragged her away.

"Do you still want to have a good lunch?" A completely irrelevant question.

Because she had little appetite for breakfast, Isis simply ate a few mouthfuls of oatmeal.Upon hearing this, she immediately said, "Enen, I'm so hungry now."

"Then do you think staying here is the best choice?" César looked at the girl leisurely, with an elegant smile on her lips.

Well, stay here...or not.Even if he could eat, he probably would suffer from indigestion.

Thinking of this, Isis looked at César with hope in her eyes, "Will I get something to eat if I follow you?"

The girl's expression made César unconsciously think of the harmless deer, he smiled without saying a word and led Isis to the door.

Presumably, Ellen's mother hadn't told her father about her agreement with Mrs. Savigny, so Agnes was so panicked and angry when she saw Ellen and Anne coming together just now.

The man's eyes returned to indifference, all of which had nothing to do with him.

Finally returned to César's home, Isis, who had been bumped all the way, couldn't help urging: "When can I eat, I'm so hungry!"

"I have ordered the kitchen to start cooking, please wait patiently for a while."

"Then I'll go to the guest room to rest for a while, remember to call me when the meal is ready!"

I don't know how long it took before the maid woke up the drowsy girl. After a long time, she finally put on her slippers and went downstairs to the restaurant.

"Well, it smells so good." Followed by the scent, Isis sat down.Picking up the knife and fork, she was about to start.

"My lord, Mr. Augustine is here."

"Who's here?" Isis thought she had heard wrong, so she asked again foolishly.

"Returning to Her Royal Highness, it is Mr. Augustine." Aaron said, "He said he was Mr. Clifford's cousin."

"Take him to the living room and wait for me." César put down the coffee cup in his hand, "I'll be there in a while."

"What about me?" Pointing at herself, Isis asked.

"You eat here obediently, and wait for me to come back." After thinking about it, César added, "If you are bored, you can go to my study on the second floor, there should be books you are interested in."

"No, I want to go with you." As a show of determination, Isis immediately dropped the tableware in her hand.Just kidding, I must go together... It must be no good for that playboy to come, and if Augustine says something nonsense, I can play it by ear.

Frowning at Isis's actions, César asked, "Aren't you starving?"

"It doesn't matter, I actually..." The girl began to rack her brains, "Because, because, I want to eat with you. If I eat alone, I will lose my appetite."

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that Isis is not telling the truth.But César couldn't do anything about her, so he had to agree, "Okay then."

"Do you want to take care of yourself first?" César suggested funnyly, pointing at the other party's slippers.

"No need." Isis scratched her hair casually, with a nonchalant expression on her face, "Hurry up, we have to come back for dinner."

After speaking, she dragged César to the front living room.Before I got to the living room, I heard Augustine's voice, "Your name is Lily. The name is very cute, and the coffee you make is also delicious."

Isis was a little helpless: Sure enough, playboys would never give up the chance to strike up a conversation with girls wherever they went.

"Mr. Augustine, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting," César said.

"Lily, you go down first." Isis rescued the maid who was obviously at a loss.

"Count, you are too polite. I want to say that the coffee tastes very good." Augustine sat on the chair without any intention of getting up.

"You came to see César for something, right?" Isis asked, "Let's skip the polite words and just get straight to the point."

"Isis, I said we will meet again." The man looked at the girl in slippers with a half-smile.

Leaning beside César, the girl was inexplicably confident, so she said bluntly: "For Teacher George Sand's sake, I don't care about your current unreasonable behavior."

"Does the princess want me to stand up and salute you?" said Augustine and stood up. "If this is what you want, I am willing to do so."

"I don't know, what is Mr. Augustine doing here?" César stepped forward to block Augustine's sight.

There was no displeasure in the corner of his mouth, but there was a trace of coldness in his eyes, "Isis has a bad temper when she is not full, I hope you don't mind."

Hearing César say this about himself, the person concerned was a little bit overwhelmed.She poked the man's back viciously, but Cesar caught her restless hand immediately.

Fixing Isis's hand behind her, César continued, "Did you find me for the equestrian show at the palace the day after tomorrow?"

"Clifford said that you were the last champion, so I came to visit to learn about the details of the competition... After all, it's my first time participating."

Was Cesare the winner of the last court equestrian show?Isis racked her brains to recall, but still found nothing.Well, this time she can go cheer Cesare!

Biting her lower lip, Isis boredly began to grab the man's fingers with her other hand.César's slender, strong fingers have distinct joints, and they are tightly entwined with his own hand, which is surprisingly harmonious.

Thinking of this, Isis felt a little proud.Then she leaned closer to César and whispered, "Send him away quickly, and we can eat."

So, César said calmly: "Actually, the host this time is Clifford's father, and Clifford can tell you everything you want to know."

"Is the count giving me an order to evict me?" Augustine chuckled lightly.

"Since you have a better questioner, Mr. Augustine, you don't need to waste your time with me." César smiled gracefully.

"Actually, I just want to see what kind of Earl Cesar, who can make Clifford talk about all day long, and a man who can make Isis fall in love with him?" I casually glanced at the girl who was completely protected. , Augustine said, "Then see you next time."

Fortunately, the playboy didn't mention the earrings, and Isis was relieved to send away the big trouble.She cheered and pulled the man back, and finally she could eat.

"Isis, what do you think of Mr. Augustine?" César looked at the girl thoughtfully.

"It's not good." Without thinking, Isis concluded in one sentence, "You look better than him."

Hearing the girl's unreliable answer, the man breathed a sigh of relief.He didn't expect that he would care so much, and this uneasy feeling was not so strong when the Danish prince appeared.

"Possessiveness is not the same as love. You are sure that the princess's love for you is not out of habit."

Holding Isis's hand, César's black pupils shrank for an instant.

"Well, I'm not interested in that kind of playboy at all." Although her nerves have always been rough, but this time Isis also felt that something was wrong with César.

She raised three fingers and swore: I only like you in my life, so I just want to be with you.

Seeing the girl's serious expression, the man bent his lips, wrapped his palm around the girl's fingers, and wrapped her arms around his waist.Hugging Isis, César rested his chin on the girl's shoulder, "Isis, I'm hungry too."

"Then hurry up and eat." The girl who didn't know why looked at the man's behavior with some puzzlement.

"But, what I want to eat—is you." The warm and moist breath surrounded his ears, and his lazy words carried an unclear teasing.

Some ambiguous words finally made the girl blow up.This is still in the blue sky, which is too much.So she pushed the man away resolutely, and said with a dry smile: "The food is better than mine, really."

Before he finished speaking, the person had already ran a few meters away, leaving César standing where he was.He looked at the girl's back, and his eyes instantly became firm: "How can I let go of you like this."

If there is someone who gives you the greatest warmth when you are most embarrassed and helpless.Then you can say, I will be grateful to her forever.However, a long time ago, I discovered that I am not only grateful to you...

The author has something to say: Post a few pictures of the old British style~`~ The previous picture was too small, but now I can see it clearly (╯▽╰)

PS: There will be an update tonight, I promise!