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I struggled to sit up, but was amazed by what I saw.

What appeared before my eyes was something I had never seen in my life. It was a palatial room, with silk curtains, glazed lampshades, intoxicating aromas, and delicate decorations that I had never seen before. As for myself, I was lying on a very large bed, and the silk quilt was so soft and warm that I couldn't tell if it was real.

I was stunned. I remember that I was still in the Motil barracks...... Are you dreaming now? But the pain in my head reminded me all the time that none of this was a hallucination.

But where are Pell and Barrow? I struggled to sit up from the bed, when a sturdy middle-aged woman in a fine dress suddenly walked in, and I was startled and fell out of bed. When she saw it, she hurriedly ran to my side and carried me to the bed, and whispered to reproach, "Why did you accidentally fall on the ground so carelessly?" I was already injured, what if I fell again? ”

I stared at her in amazement, a little overwhelmed. The woman, as if she didn't care at all, began to examine my wounds, and I was speechless and allowed her to play with me. She finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, there are no new injuries." Then she picked me up as if she remembered something, and I was powerless to let her carry me to another room.

The room was foggy, and my eyes widened to see what seemed to be a bathroom, spacious and bright, and the décor was just as luxurious, with a huge floor-to-ceiling mirror covering the entire wall, which had a hazy beauty under the action of water vapor. In the middle of the room was a huge pool of water filled with white liquid sprinkled with red rose petals that were steaming.

The woman put me on the edge of the bath. I obediently went into the water to take a bath as she wanted. After all, in this completely unfamiliar place, the only way I can protect myself is to be obedient.

The woman poured some unknown solids into my hair and rubbed them, and in an instant a lot of bubbles appeared on my head. And my dry and knotted hair has begun to soften.

Since I still had bandages on my hands, I had to let her keep pouring different unknown objects on my body and rubbing them. I don't know how long later, the woman looked at my face and showed a satisfied smile: "Sure enough, it's exactly what I thought, it's really a handsome boy!" ”

Handsomeness? Hearing her words, I couldn't help but raise my head in surprise. For a person like me, it is already very satisfying to be able to cheat a mouthful of food to survive in such a background of times, and I don't have time to think about whether I am decent, and I don't care at all about what I look like and whether my hair is neat. The environment we live in is already very bad and dirty, and naturally we don't have the conditions to dress ourselves up every day, for us, occasionally picking up a cotton coat in the garbage heap to keep out the cold is something worth celebrating.

I couldn't help but turn my head to look at the huge mirror in the room. Through the dense water vapor, the figure of a teenager was slowly reflected in the mirror. The body is thin, ribbed well, covered with scars, and some malnourished. But after washing away the filth, his gray, knotted hair changed to its original appearance, which was silver-white hair. I couldn't help but look at the face carefully, although there were still obvious abrasions on the face, but the facial features on the face were distinct, and the amber pupils reflected another him.

Is this what I look like? All the year round in the wild mud made my hair covered with a layer of gray all day long, and over time I forgot what I was really like. It turns out that I am no worse than those noble children, but I am ...... Is the person in the mirror my true self?

I couldn't help but think about it, my mind began to calm down, I regained my usual composure, and I began to worry about the question that was most important to me right now: Where am I? Why am I here? Where did those soldiers and military masters go......

"Your Highness, why are you here?" The woman's voice interrupted my thoughts, and I was startled, and I quickly looked back, only to find that the little girl I had seen in the barracks appeared in front of me.

All of a sudden, I became overwhelmed. It was then that I realized that the richly dressed woman was only a subordinate, and that the little girl was ...... It turned out to be a princess.

I was so embarrassed, I slipped my feet and sank to the bottom of the pool in a panic, this is not because she is a princess, but I really can't just face a girl of the same age as me naked, although I have seen the world all over the years, and I have been vulgar and vulgar, and I don't care about many things, but in some ways, I am just a simple child.

After struggling at the bottom of the pool for a long time, I remembered that the water here was not transparent and that she should not be able to see me, so I mustered up the courage to poke my head out again. On the water, she was also lying on the edge of the pool wondering what I was doing, and for a moment we looked at each other, no more than three or four fists apart.

It was then that I really saw her for the first time: her long blond hair was neatly braided behind her head, her facial features were delicate and bright, her turquoise eyes were shining, and she exuded a sense of delicacy and nobility. She just looked at me like that, and I looked at her, not knowing what to say for a moment.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly she said, "Are you okay?" I've been asleep for days, and I'm worried about you. ”

It's a hearty and crisp voice, and the voice is on the thick side. I immediately noticed the problem and was a little surprised: "You're a man?" ”

"She" also looked a little surprised: "Do you think I'm a woman?" With that, he immediately stood up and walked around in front of me: "You think I look like a girl?" ”

I looked at the clothes on his body, and although they were luxurious, if I looked closely, I could still tell that they were men's. It's just that for a low-level person like me, I rarely see someone dressed so gorgeously, and when I first saw him dressed brightly and exquisitely, I had a preconceived idea that he was a girl.

I was a little overwhelmed: "What about your ......hair," he looked at me, then explained, with a look of sudden realization, "That's because of this!" The nobles grew their hair more, which was also a kind of court etiquette. My father said that my hair was soft and suitable for long, and I was not allowed to cut it short since I was a child, so I kept it so long. ”

No wonder he had so much strength when he was in the barracks, it turned out to be a boy, but this can be regarded as an explanation. I immediately felt relieved, since the gender is the same, there is no need to be so restricted.

"Introduce yourself formally, Rand von Alberg, you can call me Rand in the future." The boy heartily held out his hand to me. I hesitated, he is a prince, I am just a pariah, not to mention the difference between high and low, I have done such a disobedient thing to him. Does he not care at all? Don't...... I couldn't help but be a little alarmed, but seeing the sincerity and friendliness in his eyes, I finally shook his hand: "Rosa Kamle." Call me Rosa. ”

In the next few days, the court medicinals came to redress my wounds, and my knees were somewhat cracked, but fortunately they were not serious. And the little prince Rand has been chatting with me with great interest, and through his words I know that I am no longer in Motil, this is the capital of the Duchy of Salander, Doddrow, and the place where I am is actually in the palace.

Why am I here? Who brought me here? I couldn't help but get a little agitated again. The little prince seemed to notice my anxiety and asked with some concern, "What's wrong with you?" ”

I shook my head, and before I could speak, the woman who was looking after me came in: "Your Highness Rand, the Queen wants to see him." ”

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So, I was taken to another place. This room has a very heavy wooden door, and although the room has large floor-to-ceiling windows that let in the sunlight, for some reason, it still gives people a gloomy and eerie feeling, and the spirit is only in a state of collapse. Above the main hall, two people sit on two extravagant and intricately decorated chairs. One was an old man in his sixties and seventies, probably the same old man I had seen in Motil. He wears a crown, gray hair, withered hands, mottled age spots on his face, and gray and black pupils and eyes, but it reflects a feeling of fear and disgust to look at. On the other chair reclined a young woman who looked to be less than thirty. Her long black hair was like a waterfall, skinny, her lips were purple, her face was as pale as white paper, and she had long nails, giving people a very sickly feeling.

Since I was a child, I have struggled to survive at the bottom of society, and I have seen all kinds of people, so I am especially good at observing what kind of person he is from the eyes of others. Although humans are good at pretending, the information that inadvertently comes out of their eyes must be true. The two people in front of me should be Rand's parents, the king is not a good person at first glance, I can sense that he is a cunning and suspicious person, which makes me feel disgusting. But what scared me even more was the woman.

I can't see through that woman.

Neither of them spoke, and there was silence in the room. I felt a chill chill in my bones.

After a while, the king spoke, and said to the woman in a low tone with great disdain: "This is the little bastard that Rand begged me to bring back, a pariah is a pariah, even if he cleans it up, he still can't hide his poor sour smell, I really don't know why you want to see him." ”

"Ahem......" The woman coughed suddenly. After a while she sat up, and did not look at the king squarely, but said in a very cold tone: "That is not as filthy as you, who killed your father and killed your brother and seized power...... I'm going to say a few words to him alone, you get out. The woman's voice was not loud, and her lips only moved slightly, but every word she said fell clearly in my ears.

It can be seen that the relationship between the couple is not very good, or rather, the woman is disgusted with the king. A cold glint flashed in the king's eyes, his lips moved, and the veins on his forehead flared up, but in the end he held back and did not speak, and got up and left angrily.

With the heavy wooden door closed, it was just me and the woman. It scared me even more. I could feel my nerves tense, and the tension made my face heat up a little.

"Boy, come here."

The woman commanded in a cold tone, and there seemed to be some kind of magic in her words that was irresistible. I didn't dare to disobey her words, so I had to slowly walk up step after step to the woman. The woman raised her right hand and pressed her long nails against my chin and lifted my head. The left hand ran over my cheek and down my neck to my collarbone. She picked up the necklace around my neck with her nails, glanced at it, and said a little lazily, "Rosa? ”

My necklace has my name engraved on it, and old Kammel was on me when she found me, and it was the only thing my biological parents left me.

I nodded nervously, and the sweat of soybeans dripped down.

She held my head again, looked me in the eye, and asked playfully, "What kind of person do you think the king is?" ”

"He is brave and mighty......"

The woman squinted at me, with a hint of weirdness in her eyes, and smiled. She suddenly put her head to my ear and whispered, "You ~say~ lie." Before I could react, she suddenly grabbed me by the shoulders and threw me to the ground, the strength was terrifying, and it didn't match her weak appearance. I rolled down the steps, the wound that had just been bandaged opened again, and tears welled up in the corners of my eyes.

I struggled to my feet, and the woman continued, "Come up." ”

As if something was guiding me, my body was a little uncontrollable, and I involuntarily walked to her side.

"Besides, what kind of man is the king?"

He ...... He's a cruel, disgustingly disgusting monster. "Somehow, a fear hit me. I don't know what kind of answer this woman wants to hear, but I can only say my truest thoughts.

The woman seemed pleased with my answer: "I really didn't misread you." Then the woman changed her tone and asked, "What kind of man is my son?" ”

"Lan ...... Your Highness, he is a kind man. ”

"Kindness? Yes, he's just too kind......" The woman seemed to mutter, and then, as if remembering something, grabbed my shoulder, and pinched me with her long nails, "You know what? Your actions in the barracks were enough to kill you hundreds of times, but you didn't, do you know why? It was my kind son who fell to his knees in that disgusting disgusting monster to save you, begging him to spare you. Your life was saved by the rand, it was rand's! Somehow, the woman was a little agitated and suddenly coughed again. I was at a loss and didn't know what to do.

After a while, the woman finally calmed down a little, and she continued to say intermittently, as if to herself, "But this palace is full of man-eating monsters, and my Rand personality is too gentle, and he can't fight those monsters." Then she suddenly grabbed my neck excitedly and looked straight into my eyes: "Your eyes are very good, and there is a ruthlessness in them." I want you to remember that your life is rand's, and you have to protect him, and you have to help him do all the dirty and dirty things that come before him, and you have to help him do all the dirty and dirty things that he has no heart to do. ”

Her neck hurt from her pinching, so I could only nod my head and say yes. But the woman was not satisfied, and her body shook suddenly, and then her eyes showed a fierce light, and suddenly she stabbed the nail of her other hand into my chest, and in an instant a yellow light lit up on my chest, and then some patterns and words appeared on my chest that I had never seen before, and they were stained with my blood, and they spun and deformed rapidly.

I just felt a cone of pain. I could feel her fingertips touching my heart, and it was uncomfortable. I struggled to break free of her hand, but she grabbed me by the neck and kept me from moving. It was as if I was suffocated, and my mind went blank.

I don't know how long it took, but the woman let go of her hand, and the light disappeared. I sat on the ground, sweating profusely and my heart beating fast. But the words and patterns on my chest were gone, and even the opening of her hand into my heart was gone, leaving only mottled blood.

I thought I was going to die this time, and suddenly I had a sense of happiness for the rest of my life, but the feeling of palpitations hadn't gone away.

The woman was also sweating profusely and looked very weak. She gasped for breath for a long time. The woman propped up her crumbling body, tried to get in front of me, and whispered in my ear, "From now on...... Your heart is tied to his safety...... He wants you to give birth...... You will give birth to ...... He wants you dead...... You're going to die...... You have to look at him more than anything else...... And if he dies...... Your soul will suffer from the endless torment of hellfire, and you will never be reborn! ”

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