"Caesar has come to visit, Caesar has come to visit!"

In the secluded courtyard, the silence was broken by a hurried shout, which reactivated the lifeless palace and courtyard as if it were alive.

The elderly maid trotted along with her long, inconvenient dress, shouting as she went, alerting the others.

This made the cemetery, which should have been silent, a lot more lively in an instant, and some of the lazy maids who hid were panicked. They poked their heads out, their eyes wide in astonishment, as if they had long been unwilling to believe such a fact.

"Caesar is coming, Caesar is coming, it's true!"

They finally took action, a group of maids were scrambling to find tools to disturb, the whole palace was in flames, they all wanted to show Augustus their hard work and ability, maybe they could be favored by Augustus, even if they were selected to return to the palace, even if they did some of the hardest and most tiring chores, it was better than living in this desertion.

This is an inaccessible place, and at first some nobles from the previous dynasty came to visit this place, but now, because of the accession to the throne of the new Augustus and the bloody battle for power, there is no one here for many years, and the maids are tired, and they do not seem to want to live such a life, so boring not to say, the cold environment makes them talk about all the topics, and they don't even bother to say hello when they meet.

Everyone was flattered by Augustus' sudden visit, and they rushed to clean the yard and courtyard.

Arya turned a blind eye to the blatant laziness of the maids, she was old and tired, she had realized that her brilliance as Augusta was slowly fading, and she was not used to it at first, and she always kept reprimanding the few remaining maids, so that they knew the rules, and knew that although her husband was dead, she was still a nobleman, and she had the dignity she deserved, even if she thought so.

As time passed, she realized that the dignity she had emphasized was becoming worthless on the cold faces of the maids.

Fortunately, Augustus actually came to see her, which re-energized her old body during the day. She hurriedly got up and prepared to go out, and in order not to let Luga see her messy hairstyle, and to be disappointed by her embarrassed appearance, she deliberately found a black cloth to cover her head.

Arya walked in a hurry, for fear of snubbing the newly appointed Augustus, even if he was only the adopted son of himself and Theodosius, but the current status disparity was huge, and political power had long overridden ordinary ethics.

"Help me see if there's anything else out of place." Arya urged the maids behind her to dress her, a little anxious, afraid that she would lose Luga's precious time because of her delay.

"You're perfect, yes, ma'am, if you're younger." The maids whispered behind them, a flash of loss on Arya's face as she stared at her own reflection in the metal mirror.

"It's a big occasion, after all." Arya sighed softly and reached out to smooth the wrinkles on her face, but when she left again, the wrinkles returned to their original positions, stubbornly like the ravines in the mountains.

"Prepare some snacks for me, thank you." Arya whispered to the maid behind her, her voice soft, completely devoid of her superiority. made the maid behind her stunned when she went out, I was afraid that she had never been treated like this, which made the whole person in a trance.

Luga paced back and forth in the courtyard of the palace, which was no longer suitable for sitting here for a long time, but fortunately the maids had already raised the brazier, although the cold wind was still a little uncomfortable, but this was the best place.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Caesar." Arya hurried as she walked briskly towards Luga, opening her mouth to apologize from time to time.

"No, it's okay, Mom." Luga hurriedly walked over and helped Arya to sit on the seat covered with thick sheepskin cushions, and sat down opposite her when everything was settled.

"I haven't been here for a few days, but I just came back, and I miss you so much that I can't control my body anymore, so I hurried over to visit."

"Oh my God, thank you, thank you, thank you so much for doing this, Caesar." Arya was overjoyed, and she took Luga's hand, "You know, although you are an adopted son, your kindness is far greater than that of those biological children. ”

Luga knew who Arya was talking about, and he smiled awkwardly, but some small details made Arya sitting opposite him have a full view.

"No, no, no, I didn't mean that, Caesar." Arya waved her hand and said to Luga, "Lykinia is a good boy, she often comes to see me and confides in me how much she misses you. ”

"I didn't expect her to be such a person." Luga smiled bitterly, thinking that he never thought that this little princess would also be a loveful fellow, he straightened up and said to Arya: "Mother, you should know that she is very crazy now. ”

"Likenia grew up under the protection of the guards, and she didn't have any friends, which is not surprising, after all, no one's children are worthy of being a member of the Purple Room." Arya looked at Luga and said solemnly to Luga, "Likinia needs companionship, my child, and she longs for the people she loves to be by her side. ”

"So, who does she love?"

"She loves you, my child." Arya looked at Lugar with such a serious expression that it didn't look like she was lying.

"It's ridiculous." Luga shook his head, indicating that he firmly refused, "She's my sister, and I'm already very resistant to her constantly mentioning this here, Mom, even you say that..."

"You're just an adopted son, Caesar." Arya somehow got the courage to interrupt Luga, but stood firm with her daughter.

"But it's not in order..."

"No, my child, it's very decorative!" Arya said earnestly, "Caesar, you don't know how much she has been wronged in Ravenna, and you don't know how much she has sacrificed for you. ”

"I thought you would be able to persuade her, Mom, she's too willful!"

"But, Caesar, she can't go back to her former life!"

"You should also be aware of how many crazy things she's done." The more Luga spoke, the more angry he became, he raised his voice an octave and continued, "You can't imagine how bold she is in doing a lot of things. ”

"Yes, yes, my child, I know what you say, Caesar, she told me everything." Arya warmed the flask on the flame beside her, and poured it into the glass in front of Luga, "Yes, Caesar, she did it very crazy, and even I was very surprised to hear about it later, I didn't expect her to be so brave. ”

"Brave?" Luga's eyes widened as she looked at Arya. "It's presumptuous, it makes me feel very uncomfortable, I'm like a knife in her hand, no, I don't want to make knives anymore!"

When Luga said this, he also realized that Arya was Likinia's mother after all, how could a mother not protect her daughter?

Realizing that the brief chat had become meaningless, he was a little indignant, thinking that he would be able to reveal her daughter's actions to Arya, but he didn't expect them to be standing together.

"Yes, Caesar, Likinia does have selfish motives in it..."

"No, I don't want to hear any more," Luga jerked to his feet, "if today she made me Augustus, tomorrow she would let someone else sit in this seat, thank you, Mom, now I know what I have to do!" With that, Luga walked around Arya and walked out the door.

"What if Caesar did this to save me?"

Arya's words froze Luga in place, and he turned his head to look at Arya, who was looking back at him, "What did you say?" ”