The bright moonlight sprinkled on the ground, the huge silver plate shone with an intoxicating bright color, and the snow left in the trees in the distance flashed from time to time with the sliding clouds in the sky, and also illuminated a figure in the moonlit night.

Miss Alosia crept forward, leading a horse cautiously from the depths of the camp to the gate, and when she saw the patrolling night watchman, she immediately hid carefully in the shadows, and waited until there was no movement.

Viscount Helva's camp was surrounded by lookout posts, but those posts were all outside the camp, and the people on the watchtower would not have imagined that someone would be trying to sneak out of the camp on such a quiet night.

Aloxia held her breath and cautiously walked along the fence of the camp, and when she finally came to a short distance from the gate, she paused slightly, then folded her hands and made a cry like a cuckoo's night song.

The same shout came out of the direction of the gate, and then a figure stepped out of the shadows.

"Daddy." Alozia let out a small cry, then lowered her head and kicked the grass on the ground with a slight embarrassment.

"God, I actually helped you do such a thing, I think I'm crazy." The tall and thin old man muttered a little helplessly, looking at Aloxia's seemingly innocent but firm eyes in the moonlight, the old man endured it and finally said, "Listen, after the young lady walks out of this door, you can't regret it, even the viscount will not be able to help you in the future." ”

"I know," Aloxia whispered, seeing the old man's embarrassed face, she suddenly smiled, and then hugged the old man hard, "If I succeed, I will be your son's wife, bless me." ”

The old man moved a little embarrassed, but finally patted Aloxia on the back.

"Bless you, my child, and may God bless you." The old man turned back and waved his hand at the watchtower.

"They knew I was coming?" Alozia asked a little surprised.

"You think you'll be able to get out on your own," the old man grinned, "and it's not just God's favor and luck that we've been able to stay here for so long without being discovered by the traitors and Ottomans of Orthodoxy. ”

The old man said and led Aloxia towards the gate, and with the dull sound of the gate opening, Aloxia led the horse and quietly walked out of the camp.

"Remember, there's no turning back when you walk through this door." The old man reminded again.

"If I want this door to be open all the time, it just means that I don't really love Morco." Alosia watched the gate of the camp slowly close in front of her, "Bless me, I will be Morko's wife." ”

Without looking back, she walked into the dark woods.

Watching Aloxia's voice disappear as the two camp gates closed, the old man sighed softly.

"Is this God's arrangement?" The old man looked up at the sky, looking at the full moon like a disc above his head, and the old man couldn't help but take a deep breath of the cool night air: "God, bless those two poor children." ”

Alosia walked cautiously in the woods, although she was far away, she still didn't dare to make too much noise, she knew that the slightest noise on a night like this could cause a commotion, especially in the woods, so she could only slow down as much as possible to make it quieter.

A crisp sound came from the front, and Aloxia's heart skipped in fright, she clutched the short sword in her arms, and stared vigilantly at the large canopy shadow like a black hole in front of her.

"Miss Alosia, I have to say how stupid it is for you to do this."

A slightly teasing voice came from behind the trees, and Alexander walked out slowly, a few hunters staring cautiously around a few trees near him.

"Count, are you going to stop me?" Aloxia's eyes widened, and she stared at Alexander's mind as she tried to stop him, but soon she realized that she had no reason to convince the other party.

It was clear that her uncle was hoping to achieve his goal through her marriage to the earl, and now that she was about to run away, Alosia panicked when she let her uncle know the consequences of her actions.

"I did want to stop you, but don't get me wrong, I didn't mean it was because of your uncle, it was purely for your safety."

Alexander smiled and walked over to Aloxia to look at her, and then he easily searched for the short sword that Aloxia was secretly holding and the other dagger she had hidden behind her.

"That's not enough, I mean it's dangerous for you to go on your own like this, especially at times like this," Alexander said, drawing a musket from his holster and handing it to Alosia, "believe me this thing is more useful than your dagger, as long as you use it calmly, even the most ferocious man will not be able to hurt you." ”

"You don't want to give me to my uncle?" Aloxia asked unexpectedly.

"Why would I do that?" Alexander lifted his hand to Alosia's chin and smiled at her, "Believe me, you're not the only one who craves freedom and love. ”

Aloxia's face turned red all at once, as if facing a miser who was trying to protect her property, but in the end she found that the robber seemed to have no interest in what she had fought for her life to defend, which made her feel a hot fever on her face.

"You need someone to protect," Alexander beckoned back, and two local mountain people immediately rode over, "I'll let them protect you to where you're going, and as for your uncle, I can figure it out." ”

"Count, I don't know what to say......" Aloxia looked at Alexander with some bewilderment, thinking that if she could not escape, the only result would be to become the earl's wife, or even worse, his lover, but now the young man not only did not stop her escape, but was even willing to help her find another man.

"Then don't say anything," Alexander smiled and bowed slightly to Alocia, "I wish you a smooth journey, Miss." ”

Alosia shook her head in disbelief, and after a moment she leaned forward and stood on tiptoe to kiss Alexander lightly on the lips.

"If I hadn't met Molko, I think I'd have fallen in love with you." Alosia whispered.

"If you don't leave, I'll regret being so generous."

Seeing that his words made Aloxia's expression change, Alexander helped her turn over and get on the horse in amusement.

"Well, it's a long way from your uncle's camp, so you don't have to worry about being found anymore."

Alexander whispered a few words to the two Balkans next to him, although I don't know if they really understood, but thinking about what little Cacho told them before, Alexander believed that they still knew the responsibility.

Alosia took the reins and spun around twice, then turned her horse's head and ran deeper into the woods.

"Isn't that a bit of a pity?" Gompati, who came out from behind another tree, said with some regret, "This young lady is a rare beauty. ”

"Then do you think I should accept this 'generous gift' from the Viscount?" Alexander asked, looking back.

Gompati opened his mouth, but he could think of the young lady of the Rovere family in his impression, and then think of the daughter of another more prominent pope, Gompati covered his embarrassment with a cough.

"Soon the Viscount will find out that his lovely niece is missing, so let's think about what to do then." Alexander gave Gompati an intriguing smile: "The Viscount must have died of a headache for this." ”

In fact, Viscount Herva learned of his niece's escape later than he thought, and it was only at noon the next day that the viscount, who had woken up from his hangover, found that the people around him seemed to be hiding something from him, which made him very unhappy, and after a few casual whips with a servant, he finally learned from the servant what had happened.

"What do you mean Aloxia is gone, what do you mean, what do you mean is gone?"

"The lord is Miss Alosia, she is not in the camp, no one knows where she is now, and a horse in her stable is missing."

"God," Viscount Herva seemed to understand at last, he looked at the servant in disbelief, and after a while he suddenly shouted loudly, "go find her, what are you waiting for, she can't run away alone, go find it at once!" ”

"Someone has already gone looking for me," replied the servant cautiously, "but because I don't know where Miss Alosa went, I ......."

"I know where she went," said the viscount, who suddenly heard this, and after a moment's thought, he commanded in a loud voice, "go and call old Morco, I should have thought that only he could let Aloxia escape quietly without being discovered." ”

With the Viscount's order, the old man was brought to him, but this time there was no wine and reminiscences, only the Viscount's vicious gaze.

"I have taken you as a friend," cried the viscount to the old man, "but look at what you have done to me, you have betrayed my trust in you. ”

The old man looked at Herva calmly, he knew from the beginning that he would face the anger that the viscount would face when he found out, so although it seemed that the viscount's anger might turn into fire at any moment and burn him to the ground, the old man was still calm.

"You betrayed me in the end," Viscount Herva calmed down after venting his anger, and he looked at the old man and said coldly, "Your son is still more important to you than your lord, but now I may not be able to chase Alosya, and I see if I can make you pay for your stupidity." ”

"Master, I have served you since you were very young," the old man's voice was a little dry, "I know what I have done so I will not ask for forgiveness, I only hope that you will forgive the two poor children, even God will have mercy on them." ”

"You dare to intercede for such a thing in the name of God, this is blasphemy and depravity, and when I find your daring son, I will let him know that you can see hell while you live, and as for you, I will let you know what betrayal is like."

Viscount Herva roared as he walked towards the door, until he saw Alexander approaching in the distance.

"Damn," Helva cursed in a low voice, he had wanted to avoid it, but then he found that he obviously couldn't get rid of it, so he had to reluctantly move forward, "Count, you came just in time, I have to tell you something, maybe you can give me some ideas." ”

"I know what's going on, and I'm here for this." Alexander walked past the viscount, whose face was a little stiff, and saw the old man in the room, Alexander, smiling: "If I'm not mistaken, you're about to punish him, right?" ”

"Looks like you do know what's going on." Herva asked with some trepidation, what he was really worried about was that Alexander was so familiar with what was going on on his side, which made the viscount feel very unsafe.

"I don't know much, but that's enough," Alexander said as he walked to the old man and looked at him, "It seems that Miss Alosia really loves your son, but unfortunately you have to pay the price for this love." ”

"I was about to punish him, but I promise you, Count, that this is not the end of the matter," the Viscount looked at the old man's gaze a little cold, "I am my shame. ”

"It's even more mine," Alexander said, looking at Helva, "Viscount, it's a good thing that what we've discussed hasn't been announced yet, otherwise we'd all face a big scandal." ”

Helva's brow furrowed even tighter, he knew that Alexander's words were good, and it would definitely be a huge scandal for him to let others know that his niece had eloped.

"Lord Viscount, I don't think what we should do now is not to recover your niece, but to think about how to cover up our ugliness."

Alexander's words caused another wave of anger in Helva's heart, but he seemed to hear something from Alexander's words.

"Count, do you mean you have a way?"

"It should be said that we should have done it from the beginning," said Alexander, "that we should not delay the march to Zagreb at once, and that we should show others that our relations have not been affected in the slightest by the escape of your niece, otherwise even a day's delay would have caused unnecessary misunderstandings, or do you think that the Croatian nobles are deaf and have no idea what is happening?" ”

The viscount looked at Alexander with an ugly face, he knew that he would definitely face humiliation at this time, but when he heard Alexander's words, he almost couldn't control his emotions because of the shame and anger.

"And Viscount, what do you think should be done so that no one else thinks that we are at odds over this?" Alexander whispered and looked at the old man not far away, "Just punishing him can cover up this thing that has embarrassed us all?" ”

The muscles on Helva's face jumped imperceptibly, and by this time he had understood what Alexander meant.

Although he was even more angry because of this, he could only ask in the same low voice when he thought of the predicament in front of him: "So what do you think should be done to make our relationship look like there is no crack?" ”

"Give me compensation," Alexander whispered, "the party who has been humiliated for betrayal is entitled to compensation." ”

Hurva looked at Alexander with a gloomy face, and although he didn't know what had happened the night before, he still sensed that Alexander seemed to prefer to see his niece escape.

"So what do you want?" Helva calmed his mind, he felt no need to be so angry about this, after all, he was not yet the Duke of Zagreb, and any promise was just an empty word at this time.

"Support me," said Alexander, in a calm but firm tone, "I need your support when we get to Bucharest, Viscount." ”

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