Vanessa stepped down from her seat with a smile on her face, and went to Sir Brumme to refill his wine, "So, you're going back in a few days?" ”

"Yes, yes," the dwarf wiped a handful of wine foam from his beard as a sign of respect, but shook off the crimson droplets all over the table, "we haven't delayed at all since we received the letter from the city lord Ivan. Although there was a little wind and waves on the road, you know, the mountain dwarves are all forgers, and we repaired where it was broken, and it took a month to come to the country of midsummer. ”

Ivan had made this plan more than a month ago. Vanessa couldn't help but stare at her father with resentment. This dinner is not so much a welcome to Sir Brunmas as a tentative journey between the two parties: Neverwinter is temporarily represented by Ivan, an unknown man, and it is unknown whether he will be able to convince the princess to marry, and Vanessa's appearance at this time undoubtedly dispels the doubts of the Mountain Country; Ivan tried to prolong the stay of the Mountain Tomb Army in the Land of Midsummer as much as possible, and at the same time, he was also demonstrating to the other nations that he was allied with the Mountain Tribes, so that they would not dare to take advantage of the fierce battle of the New Moon.

It seems that today's date is already the limit of the patience of the mountain envoys. If Vanessa doesn't show up again, they will definitely tear up the marriage letter and go to another country, and the princess can't help but admire Ivan's good methods, which can maintain the mystery and nobility of the princess, and at the right time contain all the potential enemies who are ready to move.

"I hope you're at home in Neverwinter." Vanessa poured wine for each dwarf. "As you can see, Winterfall is now prosperous, and the land of midsummer has passed the harsh winter, and I hope that the marriage between our two countries will further consolidate this hard-won peace and bring vitality and new hope to Olopus!"

"Long live the Queen!"

"Long live Vanessa!"

Vanessa walked over to Ivan, her chief magician, with a passionate smile on her face, which concealed a sense of hatred and unease, but in her heart she hated the old fox. This is my country, my home, not yours! Even if you give birth to me, I won't make you!

Vanessa put her ear to the door and listened, and the chain mail of the two guards on the left and right outside the door occasionally clashed. They change their stance every three minutes. But this information was not enough to make the princess think of a way to escape.

Even though she was restored to her status as a princess, Ivan still refused to let Vanessa go free. He dressed up as a guard to guard his daughter, but he was nowhere to be found.

I don't know if Brant got the key he left him, this guy is now mentally degraded to the point where he only knows how to knock on doors, and if he knows how to dig holes, he will easily get himself out.

When Ivan released Vanessa from the dungeon, Vanessa deliberately pulled his clothes and stole the dungeon key hidden in his sleeve, but the set of keys consisted of three iron objects, so in order not to make a noise, she could only put the key on the dirt ground outside Brant's door, hoping that Brant had already opened the lock and absconded.

Based on Koman's previous disappearance and Ivan's disappearance at this time, Vanessa guessed that they must have gone back to the land of ice to save people, and if they didn't take this opportunity to escape, when Ivan returned, the general situation would be gone.

The princess looked back at the room she was in. It was larger than the dungeon, but it was also windowless, the furniture was made of oak that only the royal family could afford, and the simple desks and beds were inlaid with bronze accents, but nothing more, and the honey candles on the table flowed like pillars of tears, casting the princess's long figure on the opposite wall like a ghost.

Vanessa didn't remember a room like this in the castle, but even if she did, she couldn't even call for help without a window.

But since she was a child, Queen Chloe has always told herself that in every room without windows, there will always be a secret passage. I believe this one is no exception. Vanessa moved the furniture out of its place, groping and banging back and forth on the walls and floors, not sparing a single corner, but the outcome was not as rosy as she thought, and she did not find any secret tricks.

"Maybe that's just a metaphor?" Vanessa sat on the floor dejected. "Looks like I'm going to have to use what I'm best at."

Three minutes later, the Dragon-winged Angel outside the door noticed the white smoke coming out of the crack in the door. Then came the princess's cry for help.

The Dragon-Winged Angels had apparently never encountered such a stubborn prisoner, and for a moment they were overwhelmed, and they had to open the door for the princess and rush into the house to stop the fire from spreading. Vanessa took the opportunity to escape from the cell, immediately recalled the location of the room from memory, and with the help of her familiarity with the terrain, turned left and right, and slipped away.

Water, water, water.

Vanessa ran to the moat as soon as possible, slashed her middle finger and dripped her own blood into the water, reciting Victor's name in her heart, praying that he would smell her scent among the countless droplets and inform Reina to save her.

"Aha, you're here." A voice came overhead. "Looks like you're still not running fast enough."

Needless to say, it must be Ivan's lackeys, those dragon-winged angels. Vanessa folded her sleeves and hid a silver candlestick in her hand. She looked up at the dragon-winged angel and smiled, "I'm the future queen, I don't need to run away. I just choked on the smoke. ”

"Do you want to drink the moat?" The Dragon-winged Angel scoffed. "Come back with me, my princess, and voila, even if our master is gone, he has a bunch of boring tasks for me."

"As a queen, I can do whatever I want. Like now," Vanessa stood up, head held high, "you come down and let me ride on your back." ”

The Dragon-Winged Angel whirled vigilantly, "What are you going to do?" ”

"I'm going to ride you back to the cell. You've completed Ivan's mission. Vanessa looked him straight in the eye.

"As you said, I am only at the behest of the city lord Ivan, and your lordship's wishes have nothing to do with me." The Dragon-Winged Angel rose proudly, then swooped, intending to grab the princess's shoulder, but Vanessa deftly dodged it, and he had to curse and pull up again, ready for the next dive.

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