Chapter 7: The Waxheart Knight
Damn, it's not what I expected at all. Vanessa hadn't spoken when she was escorted out, she was thinking about how to get out: to the right of the table hall was a small room where a row of attendants lived, and the attendants should have just woken up at this time, and they couldn't act rashly there, and further on, at the end of the corridor was the spiral staircase leading to the dungeon, and there was no way to move on the spiral staircase, there was a sentry every twenty steps, but I could finish off the guard on the last bend, and then change into his clothes and armor and go back, the spiral staircase aisle was very dim, and maybe I could get through.
Yellow Eyes didn't know that the crisis was coming, and his mouth was still regretting that Vanessa didn't listen to his advice, "Since General Coman said so, we really have no choice, who told you not to listen to us and change into decent clothes and come back." But luckily, it was time for breakfast, and we were both able to eat thick toast and oatcakes with hot sausages in a moment β for free. β
"Noble guard brother, I really regret not listening to you," Vanessa planned to get more information out of this talkative guard, "You give me an idea, if I can meet Her Majesty, will she listen to my appeal?" β
"Her Majesty?" Yellow-eyed snorted in his nose, "We haven't seen her since the day she became the queen." Do you want her to listen to you? The whole summer country still wants to hear what she has to say! He lowered his voice and said to her, "You know, we all privately think that General Koman drove out Queen Chloe and then supported her eldest daughter to ascend the throne, saying that Princess Solanda was just a puppet, and was sent out by Koman to rob the house, while he himself sat in Neverwinter City and controlled the entire Midsummer Country." β
"Oh," Vanessa struggled to digest the information, her pace slowing. Solanda wasn't in the city, so she didn't have to worry about meeting her head-on, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she thought of this.
"Why are we telling you this, you don't understand, come, look at your feet, we're going downhill." Yellow eyes helped Vanessa, "I see that the injuries on your body are serious enough, you have to find some medicinal oil to wipe it." Tomorrow during the day will be our class, and we will bring you medicinal oil at that time. β
"Thank you." Why is he so nice to me?
"No thanks. Aunt Weima has a good heart, and often uses the princesses to wear small clothes to help our sisters, and we have five younger sisters in our family! The yellow eyes cracked and smiled bitterly, revealing a rotten tooth as yellow as the eyes, but Vanessa just thought he looked good when he smiled.
Weimar Mom, I miss you so much.
"Forgive me."
"What?"
"What's that?" Vanessa stretched out one hand and pointed to a window above her head, and with the other hand she tried to turn her back to her back, and when Yellow Eyes looked up, the hand swung towards his neck, her thumb and forefinger apart, and slashed the vocal cords of Yellow Eye with her mouth, so that he could not make a sound under the severe pain, and when he covered his neck and lowered her head, Vanessa slammed the back of his head with her elbow again, and Yellow Eye did not make any sound, and sat down on the ground along the wall as if she was asleep.
Vanessa easily found the nurse's room on the third floor of the castle, and the room was as good as before, the small bed with broken legs lying on the floor, taking up most of the room, the sheets were already covered with a layer of dust, but the bed was not messy. Someone once used this bed to laugh at Weima's fatness, saying that every night there are two people's weight on this poor little bed, it is strange that it does not collapse, when Weimar heard this, she first laughed, and then pulled the man's ear and said, it seems that you are really useless, you and your wife, you and other people's wives, your wife and other people's husbands, so many people have been pressed on your small bed for so many years, why haven't they crushed it? Amid the laughter of the crowd, the man walked away in a gloomy manner, while Weimar triumphantly crossed his hands on his hips and laughed with everyone. The dresser next to the bed originally had straight corners, but after more than ten years of use by Weimar, it has become smooth and greasy, and the flesh on her waist will grind it when she goes to bed, and the meat on her stomach will grind it again when she opens the window, and she will sometimes use it as an ironing board to iron the folds on the skirts of the princesses, so Vanessa's clothes often have a smell of loose oil.
Vanessa wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and walked straight to the large wardrobe by the window, she opened the cabinet door, and a damp ** smell came to her face, and there were only a few wide pajamas and regular clothes hanging in it, but Vanessa knew that there was a secret pavilion at the bottom of the cabinet wall, and Weimar used it to store the valuables rewarded by the queen, and I don't know if she left useful information in it before she died.
Vanessa reached out and pulled open the drawer in the dark chamber, which was empty. She pulled out the drawer, examined the back and bottom panel, and found nothing, and she reached into the dark cabinet again, fumbling for any engravings inside, but there was still none.
Vanessa closed her eyes in disappointment, all the memories of the wet nurse flashed in her mind, Weima is fat, but she is not a rough person, if she wants to leave me a clue, she will definitely not put it in a regular place, where will she put it?
Come to think, there is no time, the guards who change the guard in the early morning will soon find the yellow eyes, they will soon search the castle, think quickly, mushroom head, think quickly.
Vanessa suddenly opened her eyes - she remembered that she was very willful when she was a child, always lying on the bed and refusing to get up, Weimar put a wax knight on the windowsill of the early morning light, when the sun rose to a certain height, the wax on the knight's vest was sunburned, and a hollow six-pointed star magic array would be revealed, and the sunlight would climb up little Vanessa's face little by little through the six-pointed star, and when her little face was completely covered by the star shadow, countless small snake-like lightning bolts would be emitted from the center of the magic array, and Vanessa's head would be transformed into a huge brown mushroom, And then she had to wear it all day long, and she was ridiculed everywhere she went.
Waxheart Knight. Looks like I'll have to go back to my room.
Vanessa found the wax knight in the toy corner, and he still looked the same, but he didn't have much dust on it. That's it! She placed it on the windowsill, anxiously waiting for the sun to heat up, hurry, hurry, she could already see in the center of the wax heart, where there was a green object the size of a fingernail, which seemed to be the jewel from her mother's emerald necklace. The castle was now in chaos, and Vanessa could tell from GuΓ²'s footsteps that the guards had searched her floor, and the small clatter of the chain mail on their bodies as they walked became clearer
It's too late. Vanessa pulled the wax heart off the knight's chest, and pressed the tip of the spear in the knight's hand with the palm of her right hand, the tip of the spear drilled into the flesh, penetrated the bone cracks, and pierced out from the back of the hand, Vanessa opened her mouth, and broke out in a cold sweat in pain, but she didn't make any sound, she pressed the wax heart on the bleeding palm, and let her blood melt and seal the wax.
Feeling the wax heart grow smaller, she pushed open the window with difficulty and stood up.
At this time, the door was pushed open with a bang, and someone shouted, "She's here!" β
You'll never try to catch me. Vanessa threw the contents of her hand into her mouth and plunged it off the windowsill.
I'm the dividing line*******
Waking up in a wood, Vanessa was awakened by the scent of the nostril-filled forest: the Octavia scent of fresh pine needles, the earthy scent of wet and soft rotting leaves, the musk of unknown animals, and the smell of distant cooking smoke. There was a faint sound of running water ahead, it was the sound of the stream lapping against the rocks and the roots of the trees, oh my God, hearing the sound of water, Vanessa remembered how thirsty she was, she stiffened to her feet, every joint was screaming, she moved herself to the stream, and a mouth, and a bloody thing fell out of her mouth.
That's when she remembered what had happened the last second. The clues left by Weima, which she had worked so hard to get, really crossed the line of life and death with herself!
Vanessa put the wax heart in the sun and continued to melt, and threw herself into the water, and drank it to her heart's content, the stream was as cool and sweet as a gift from heaven, and flowed down her gruffy throat into her burning stomach, and praised God, it was simply the best drink she had ever drunk. Then she sat down on a rock, soaked her feet in the water, and tore a cloth from her body and soaked it in the stream to wash her wounds, the stream tugging at her tattered clothes, the steady flow of water soothing the tense muscles of her body.
"Hey, anyone?" A small voice sounded behind Vanessa, startling her, and she searched around to find that it was the wax heart that was making a sound. The sealing wax had completely melted, leaving only a puddle of wax stains and a green jade on the ground.
"Who is it?" Vanessa picked up the jadeite and looked closely, and found that a face appeared on the evenly cut surface of the jadeite, which was all too familiar, it was her mother, Queen Chloe! "Mom!" Vanessa exclaimed in surprise, "Is that you, Mom?" β
"Who are you?" The Queen's voice sounded faint.
"It's me, Vanessa." Vanessa held the jade in front of her eyes, "Mom, can you see me?" β
"I can see it, but how could you ......," the queen did not believe her words, "it can't be, Vanessa is only twelve years old!" β
"That's right, Mom, I," Vanessa was about to tell her mother about her magic, when she suddenly remembered Weimar's repeated admonition: Don't let anyone know, especially your mother! She stopped in time to notice her mother's words, "Twelve years old?" That's not right, I've been out there for four whole years! Only then did she realize that her mother's face had not changed at all in the past four years, which was almost impossible for a woman in her thirties.
"It's only been a month since you disappeared." The queen pointed to the gloomy earthen wall behind her, on which more than thirty slashes were carved with her fingernails, "Every time the sun passes through the cell door, I draw one." But it doesn't matter, you take the Philosopher's Stone I gave to Weimar, and I believe you are my Vanessa," the Queen furrowed, "With magic, anything is possible. β
"Prison door?" Although Vanessa knew that her mother was locked up, she still wanted to know where she was being held, "Where are you now?" What the hell is going on? β
"Solanda staged a coup d'Γ©tat." The queen bowed her head in grief and described what had happened in the simplest of words, "That Coman beside her has powerful magic, he blocked all the talismans on me, and Iria and I were locked up, I don't know what this place is, but it's definitely still in Neverwinter." β
"Where's Elia? I didn't see her. Vanessa looked behind the Queen.
"I teleported Ilia to your wet nurse, Weima," the Queen's face was a little unnatural, "and she has this jade in your hand, and they should now be living in seclusion on a small farm in the country." β
"No," Vanessa lowered her head, choking, "They didn't make it, and Weima was hanged." She pulled her hair and almost collapsed. They're all dead, everyone I know, Solandar is going to kill them, she's a devil, she's a devil in the word.
"Oh, my poor little Elia." The queen's eyes were also red, but she was obviously not as sad as Vanessa, "Vanessa, cheer up, we haven't reached the end of the mountain yet, after you were pushed off the watchtower by Solanda, she promised you to Brant, the second son of the wine valley country, you go to him now and announce your identity, Solanda will lose the reason to enter the sand cavalry country, and at that time, she will not be able to withdraw her troops." β
"But how do I prove myself? You don't even recognize me. Vanessa sat down in dismay.
"With the Philosopher's Stone in your hand - they don't recognize you, but Cleohgen must recognize me, and I'll prove it for you."
"You can only prove your failures." Another voice suddenly appeared behind the Queen, she let out a short scream, the Philosopher's Stone in her hand fell into the grass, and Vanessa could only see at least three pairs of feet moving, one of which belonged to her mother, and she was held up by people on both sides, and her feet were hanging in the air and struggling. Then the Philosopher's Stone was picked up by a hand, and a face with a black beard appeared in the mirror, "Hello, Princess Vanessa. β
It's Koman again, this guy is really difficult, and it's always bad for me. "General Koman, I think we've introduced ourselves." Mother was in his hands and had to deal with it carefully, and Vanessa calmed down.
"Hmph, it's a few tricks." Coman glared at her in annoyance, "If your sister is here, she must be able to hear if you have a country accent or not, and you will be taken directly into the torture chamber," the corners of his mouth rolled into a cruel smile under his beard, "We have a hundred torture instruments for you to tell the truth." β
He's just as crazy as my sister. Vanessa no longer trembles, and uses the madman's way to deal with the madman: "You know, when I was twelve years old - oh my God, that was a few months ago - I was grateful to you then, you saved my sister from the Sand Riding Country, and you were a hero in my eyes; Now I finally know what you are," Vanessa spat disdainfully on the ground, "you're a coward who hides behind your magic and only slaughters women and children. Listen to me, I, the princess of Midsummer, will take your life in ten days, I will be disguised as a guard, a noblewoman, a maid, an old man, and even your horse boy, I am everywhere, you sleep like an owl and keep your eyes open, I will come with the darkness and pour my venom into your poor **, and then it has nothing to do with me, because you have become the plaything of death, and you will be tortured, screaming night and night, and your body will stench, and even your dearest Solandar will not take half a step near you! To add credibility, Vanessa added, "I don't need magic to kill you." β
With that, she threw the Philosopher's Stone to the ground and smashed it with one foot.
Koman frowned at the scolding, stretched his arm as far as he could, keeping the philosopher's stone away from him, and when Vanessa finished speaking, he wanted to fight back, but found that the jade in his hand had no magical luster, and was already just an ordinary stone.
Coman was so angry that he slapped Queen Chloe in the face, "The women of your family are stupid and crazy donkeys! Half of the queen's face immediately swollen high, and he leaned in close to her, the smell of green beans and onions in her mouth was so drunk that she could not breathe, "I will cut off your nose and ears now, and hang them by the bed as amulets!" β
The queen sneered, "Then I'd better have more ears so that she can recognize them at a glance as belonging to her mother." In her eyes, Coman was just a hairy boy who grew up in the sand, and the only thing that made people afraid was his magic.
Corman was enraged by the queen's attitude, if it wasn't for Solanda's order, he would have cut down this nasty widow a long time ago, the women of their Delin family never seemed to look at themselves squarely, even Solanda often called at herself, in her eyes, I was a tool, I took it out when I needed it, knocked it here and there, and threw it in the treasury to dust when I didn't need it. Well, I'll show you what a clever tool I am, and when you come back from the Sand Riding Country, I'll stick your sister's head in the long snatch and give it to you as a gift. "You are right, Your Majesty," Corman looked away from her face and landed on her hand, "but there are only two ears, and your beautiful hands have ten fingers!" β
"What are you going to do?" Chloe finally panicked, her fingers flexed and she put her hands behind her back.
"As you wish." Koeman winked at the Queen, "Your daughter won't be blind to her mother's fingers." You say, if I wash them and put on the most expensive gold wire and hang them at the head of the bed, will they be as beautiful as wind chimes? β
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