After teaching the disobedient son Alfonso, Ferdinand I looked at Avila and said, "Avella, would you like to return to Paris with Uraca and send it to William with my papers?" ”

"It's an honor, father, that you must entrust this task to me." Avella said excitedly.

Being able to take this opportunity to meet her most admired brother-in-law, William, Avira didn't want to let it go.

"Ulaka, what about your opinion, would you like Avella to accompany you back?" Ferdinand I asked Urakara for his opinion.

"Father, of course, I have no opinion, but I am glad that my sister Avella can go to Paris with me." Urakar replied with a smile and a slight bow.

There is a saying in the flower planter: "My sister-in-law's ass has been half that of my brother-in-law since ancient times." It's a pity that Uraka doesn't understand the truth that has been passed down for thousands of years in the flower planter, and her move is destined to lead the wolf into the house.

"Great, sister, we're going to be together in the future." Avella got permission from Uraka, and happily said something suspicious on the arm of the landlord Uraka.

Uraka was very fond of Avella's clingy sister and loved her so much that she gave Avila all of her important cities in the Zamorab kingdom the city of Toro as her fief and dowry.

It was because of this rich dowry that many young and promising noble knights of the Kingdom of Castile pursued Avella, and even many foreign princes wanted to enter into a marriage contract with Avella, and they all called Avella the lord of Toro as a sign of respect.

However, Avella has no interest in these prodigal nobles, especially Diego, the heir to the family of Count Audovier, which disgusts her.

Out of her disgust for suitors such as Diego and her longing for her hero, William, Avella is a little eager to accompany Uraka on her journey.

The military situation was urgent, and the Aragonese holy war against the emir state of Zaragoza ruled by the Hood family was about to begin, and Ferdinand I did not keep Uraca and Avila, so he asked the two to pack up and leave for Paris immediately.

......

"Richard, come and take the reins, tighten your belly, relax, you can." William, dressed in a knight's suit, accompanied Richard on a horse.

It was not uncommon for children around the age of three or four to practice horseback riding in Normandy, and the Norman aristocracy of Normandy encouraged children to practice riding as early as possible.

Even learning to ride a horse at the age of three or four is not uncommon, I remember that in 13 years there was a report that Harry Edwards Brady, a three-year-old boy from Birmingham, England, performed on stage at the NEC Arena in Birmingham, and his skillful equestrianism and heroic posture conquered all the audiences present.

Of course, this is only possible if the family conditions and cultural environment allow, and only in a country like the United Kingdom would parents consciously teach their children as young as three years old how to ride horses.

"Oh, great, Richard, you can do it." William was by his side to encourage Richard, and he gradually gained the courage to ride the pony Willy alone.

"Oh great, you did it, Richard. Congratulations, Bo, hmm...... Hawkers! William looked at Richard, who was able to ride the foal on his own, giggling, and greeted him in surprise, hugging his face and kissing him passionately.

"Itchy, Daddy, gurgle." Richard giggled.

"Come, son, get up and show me." William let go of his embrace and said to Richard.

"Okay, Dad, you're done." Richard said proudly, "Drive! ”

Immediately after that, the foal Willy burst into joy with all four hooves and ran as fast as he could.

"Richard, you're a little full, it's dangerous too fast." William hurried after him and shouted behind Richard.

But the foal is a foal after all, and its four hooves can't outrun a full-grown horse.

"Whoa... "Richard stopped his horse as if he were there, puffed up his little chest and said proudly, "Daddy, what do you think?" ”

"That's good, Richard, just don't be too impulsive and scare dad." William touched his chest and said with palpitations.

"Giggles," Richard giggled again.

While William and his son Richard were practicing horseback riding at the Royal Horse Farm, William's mother, Arlett of Falaise, came to the horse farm and shouted to William, "William, William! ”

"Mother, why are you here?" William asked, puzzled.

"William, don't just worry about Zard, my daughter-in-law Uraka is back today, and she also brought a pure and handsome girl, who is said to be Uraka's sister Avella.

Go and pack up and meet them. "Arlett. Morality. Falaise said to William.

"Got it, Mother, I'll go." William nodded to his mother Arlett, and then said to Richard, "Come, Richard, come with me to see your mother and your Aunt Avella." ”

"Oh, who is Auntie?" Richard was puzzled, he had never seen anyone who was his aunt.

"You'll know when you go." William smiled and didn't say much.

After a while, William took Richard's hand and came to the parlor, where he met the innocent and pretty sister-in-law Avella, whom his mother had said.

The brown beauty shawl has long hair and slightly curly, and her facial features are very similar to Uraka, but they are more delicate and beautiful, I saw her bending her eyebrows and looking at William with a smile, and her eyes did not leave William for a long time, as if she was carefully observing him in a bright and bright manner.

"Brother-in-law, I'm Uraka's sister Avella, and it's a pleasure to meet you." Avella ran up to greet William warmly.

"Avella, I'm William, and I'm your brother-in-law, and it's a pleasure to meet you." William and Avella greeted each other close to their faces: "You are Uraka's sister, and naturally my relatives, I will take good care of you in Paris." ”

"Then thank you, brother-in-law, hehe." Avella said with a smile on her eyebrows like a pair of crescents.

"This is your first time in Paris, and I'll accompany you with Urraca later to see Paris and the Seine." William responded with the same enthusiasm.

However, at this time, Uraka, who was walking slowly, frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong, whether Avella was too enthusiastic and curious about William, which was a dangerous signal for a girl.

Although Uraka didn't mind Avella getting close to William, she wasn't generous enough to share her husband with her sister.

"Uh-huh—" Uraka coughed softly and winked at William.

"Uraka, I'm sorry, your sister was a little too enthusiastic to snub you." William said sincerely apologetic.

"I forgive you, but William, there is no next time." Uraka didn't get angry, but didn't forget to tell him.