In the back garden of Château de Eli, Ferrora sat quietly under the stone pavilion in the middle of the garden, and the maids were a little far away from her orders, dozing against the wet wall at the garden gate.

Ferrora was holding the embroidery in her hand with her head down, and she was intently embroidering an eagle with wings spreading.

"Bang..."There has been a light rain these days, the rain at the eaves of the gazebo has been continuous, and occasionally when the clouds cover the sun, Ferrora will always frown slightly, and then wait for the light to gather again.

Ten days ago, Ferrora was found to be pregnant by Maester Dellcher, and since then she has come here almost every day to meditate, and she likes to think quietly about her own affairs.

It has been more than two months since she was married to Braderidley, and she has gradually become familiar with her married life and the flattery that others have given her... She often thinks it's a dream, because there are so many things that she couldn't have imagined before.

Ferrora had long heard that when a woman had a child of her own, she was always wondering what it would become, and when she knew she was pregnant, she knew what it was like, and she felt that her bleak life suddenly became interesting...

She began to look forward to the arrival of tomorrow and the birth of her child.

"Tread"

"Tread"

Suddenly, the sound of messy footsteps sounded with the sound of the rain being trampled...

The sound broke the peace of the garden, and Ferrora frowned slightly and looked at the door of the garden, the first thing that caught her eye was the rows of spears that shone with cold light, and then, the Lady of Irma in military uniform made Ferrola's heart sink.

She has experienced such scenes many times,

Before Ferrola was ten years old, her head of guard, Ser Eli, was always dressed in military uniform when he was about to take her on the run, and she remembered that Ser Eli's expression at that time was almost the same as that of Lady Irma at this moment.

"Mother, what happened?" a bad premonition crept through Ferrola's mind, as Lady Irma approached, and at the same time a familiar and unfamiliar mixture of leather and iron made Ferrora nervous.

Mrs. Irma snatched the embroidery from Ferrola's hand, threw it casually into the rain outside the pavilion, and said, "We have been betrayed, you go quickly, you and the child in your womb are the last hope of the Cliff family, and the last hope of Bradidley." ”

Ferrola's eyes flashed, her weak body trembled slightly, she subconsciously glanced at the embroidery washed by the rain, and whispered, "Mother, I need to know what's going on." ”

Madame Irma didn't answer Ferrora immediately, she first motioned for the guards to stand back, and then asked the maids on the left and right to put on leather armor for Ferrola...

When the leather armor was unfurled in the hands of the maid, Lady Elma said, "My brother Count Corridge and Viscount Palek of the House of Antó have betrayed your husband and my son... This is the news I just got, maybe something has happened to Freddellelli at this moment, so you and the baby in your belly need to be transferred..."

The elderly mother was visibly trembling when she said this, and she was trying her best to control her emotions.

Ferrola's brain felt dizzy as if it had been struck by a heavy object, and she felt her throat suddenly dry, and she allowed the maids to take off her long skirt and change into a leather armor that smelled of sweat.

"Remember, don't think about revenge, let my grandson live well. Lady Irma pushed the stunned Ferrora toward the garden door.

The cold rain dripping on Ferrola's cheeks made her sober up slightly, and she suppressed all kinds of thoughts in her heart and said, "Mother, isn't the Château de Eli safe? There are countless nobles and knights in Karon City who are loyal to the House of Cliff, and they will protect us. ”

Ferrora didn't want to run anymore, she spent her childhood on the run, she knew very well what it was like, and she really had nowhere to go.

Lady Irma wiped the raindrops from her long hair and said coldly, "Of course, the nobles and knights are loyal to the Cliff family, but there are too many people in the Cliff family... Believe me, my child, if someone else inherits the title of Duke of House Cliff and promises richer rewards to the nobles, those bastards who see the wind will surely pull your child out of your belly and offer it to their new master. ”

By this time, two squads of fully armed guards and two female knights had approached, and they almost dragged Ferrola out of the garden.

"Mother, what about you, will you come with me, and what about Brady, I need him—" Ferrola was a little incoherent, and she even forgot what her mother had just said.

Irma's eyes darkened, but soon became resolute again, and she shouted to Ferrola, who was dragged out of the garden gate, "You go first, and I will come to you later." ”

...

At about eleven o'clock in the evening of September 11th, there was a sudden earth-shattering shouting outside the calm Château de Eli, and the nobles and knights of the inner city suddenly gathered their private army to attack the castle.

Lady Irma in the castle led two thousand defenders and hundreds of castle guards in the castle to fight with the noble private army for a whole night...

After daybreak, the Cliff family's falcon banner was still at the top of the castle, but the owner of the castle had changed.

At the last moment, Lady Irma ignored the nobles' persuasions to surrender, nor the messengers sent by her brother, and she died like a nobleman on the city walls.

Ferrola, who was on the run, did not learn of this until she arrived at Fort Vincent on the 17th.

Fort Vincent, ruled by the dwarves and the Cathers, the dwarven governor Palus Bronze Spear, after receiving orders from Bichelt, personally led his guards to take Ferrora from a village south of Fort Vincent to Fort Vincent.

In order to ensure Ferrola, the dwarven executive Palouse even shut down three of his blacksmith shops, and let the boys act as Ferrola's bodyguards.

On September 19, Beicher arrived at Fort Vincent,

Ferrora heard from the dwarven prince about her husband, but she didn't look very sad, perhaps because she had been prepared, or perhaps because she had stopped too much bad news...

"Is it safe here?" Ferrora spoke for the first time after so many days of silence.

Beechert said, "It's very safe, unless those traitors come to Fort Vincent with their whole legions." ”

"The means of the nobles are more terrible than a legion, and they can even sacrifice everything for the sake of the end. Ferrora shook her head, her hands trembling, she was still scared after countless flights.

"We will protect you..."Tara of Ferrola's bodyguard, hurriedly said, "We swore to Lady Irma that we would protect you and your soon-to-be-born child with our lives. ”

Bicher frowned and thought for a while and said, "You can live in the backyard of my blacksmith shop, which is safer than anywhere else, and even members of the 'Brotherhood' don't dare to kill people in the dwarven blacksmith shop at will." ”

"Can I trust you?" Ferrola said in a low voice.

Bichelt patted his chest and said, "Even if my father himself came to my blacksmith shop to arrest someone, I would raise my hammer to him." ”()

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