In the night, still daylight, Isabel and Euphemia Walton, bathing in the creek, walked leisurely on the dirt road back to Asker Manor. During this time, she tells Euphemia about all the interesting things that happened during the day.

When she said that Jacob and Henry had given her their prey, Euphemia covered her mouth in surprise. Then, he put down his little hand and said excitedly, "Isabel, you know what? Both the Earl of Lancashire and His Royal Highness are in love with you. ”

The refreshed Isabel said dismissively, "Effie, doesn't the gift of the nobles to the knights or squires who are loyal to them just show how generous and merciful they are?" Doing so will also make the knights or squires more loyal to them. ”

Yuphimia put her hands behind her back, pouted, and said, "Well, your words seem to make sense, too. But don't forget, Jacob Wycliffe is the Earl of Lancashire, and he's not your lordship. ”

"Can't a lord show a nobleman's kindness to another lord's subordinates?"

"Of course not, because it will affect your loyalty to Your Highness. His Highness will wonder if you are truly loyal to him. ”

"It's complicated, isn't it? What if I return my game to the Earl of Lancashire? ”

"Isabel, this is just one of our assumptions. So, you can't disguise the Earl of Lancashire's generosity towards his subordinates a liking for you. As for His Highness's side, you can use this excuse to argue. ”

Hearing this, Isabel remembered what Augustine had said to her before dinner. He glanced at Euphemia beside him and said, "Effie, you know Joseph Swift, don't you?" ”

Euphemia's expression became a little gloomy, and she nodded and said, "Yes, if my sister hadn't died, she would definitely be with Joseph." However, even if the two of them really love each other, I am afraid it is impossible to get married. ”

"Why?"

"Isabel, although you have been in that convent in Spain for a long time, it will at least keep you away from a lot of annoying worldly affairs."

"Worldly affairs? Tell me, is it about Rosalind? ”

"That's right. You know, we're just a family of knights with a fief. I don't know about the situation in the South, but I do know that there are many families like ours in the North. ”

Euphemia continued: "I feel very sorry that my family is not an aristocratic family, and this is the root cause of the direct reason why Rosa and Joseph cannot marry. Do you understand what I mean? ”

Isabel still knew about the hierarchy of the nobility in European countries. She also knew that there were no knights or knights who were not nobles among the fifth-level nobles with substantial noble titles.

Therefore, a girl who cannot be regarded as from a noble family is naturally impossible to walk with a boy who is the heir of Viscount Darlington. There were, of course, exceptions, unless Joseph had inherited the title of viscount three years earlier and was only willing to marry Rosalind Walton.

Isabel was silent for a while, then said to Euphemia, "I see what you mean. By the way, do you know what knightly love is? ”

"Yes, know some. Isabel, why did you suddenly remember to ask about this? Euphemia felt something strange.

"Oh, that's right. When I returned from the county this afternoon, I met Joseph Swift. This guy was very excited to knightly salute me, and kept saying that he was Joseph who loved me dearly. ”

"Hahaha...... He must have thought of you as my sister. It's not surprising that people who don't know you will think of you as Rosa when they first meet you. ”

"Also, in the afternoon he said a lot of knightly love language when he said goodbye to me."

"It's normal. Because knightly love usually occurs only outside the family of a noble woman with her husband, and there are few successful examples. ”

The two returned to Isabel's room accompanied by the maid, and Euphemia sat down on her own after letting the maid leave. Said to Isabel: "There is one fact I want you to know, and that is that Joseph is married. ”

Isabel sat down and began to wipe her cavalry armor and said, "Damn, this bastard is already married and still wants to continue to play extramarital affairs." Isn't he afraid that his wife will divorce him and take away half of his property and land? ”

Of course, he was not afraid, because his marriage to his wife was originally an economic marriage, a political marriage. Even if the two still don't fall in love with each other after marriage, it won't affect their respective pursuit of love. ”

"Isn't it? Two people are married, but will the husband and wife still look for their lovers outside of marriage? ”

"That's right, it's called knightly love. Under the protection of the cloak of love, extramarital affairs are unscrupulously admired and pursued. ”

Seeing her indignant, Isabel was going to say a few words about the two of them being comrades in the same trench. But before she could speak, she heard Yuphimia say, "Actually, I really want to have such a love. Isabel, you know what? In the eyes of the knights, the aristocratic women who married were not only beautiful and kind, but also noble, and in their bodies they concentrated all the best things in the world, and reached the level of nobility and perfection. ”

Euphemia smiled softly and said, "Isabel, you can imagine that. When you marry a husband who doesn't love you, a handsome knight like Joseph suddenly appears to express an infinite admiration and endless praise for you. At this point, do you feel like you're a lord? ”

"What does it feel like to be a lord? What do you mean? ”

"Giggle...... For these knights will beg you to treat them as your servants, and they will serve you as if they were your own lords. Do this just to get a compliment or a smile from you. ”

"Wow, that's so cool."

"What? Isabel, why do you say 'it's cold'? Are you cold right now? Do you need me to ask the servant to bring you some clothes? Euphemia asked with a concerned look on her face.

"Oh, nothing. This was taught to me by my Uncle Sam (an American nickname and personification) and is generally used to express amazement. You can also try it. Isabel smiled, intending to pass on the habits she had developed in her later life to Euphemia.

Euphemia imitated her, her eyes wide open and her mouth still reading, "Cool! ”

After a giggle between the two, Euphemia looked at each other who was busy and said, "Isabel, I remember you promised me that you would give me some gifts, didn't you?" ”

Isabel nodded, "Uh-huh, yes." What, you want a gift right now? ”

"Why, can't I ask for it? You are my 'sister', why can't you buy me a gift? ”

"Okay. Tell me, what do you want? Cavalry armor, or two knightly swords, or the horse that His Highness gave me? ”

"I don't want any of these things. However, I really like the purebred Bobu horse that His Highness gave you. ”