Chapter 19: The Love of the Heart
Avenna was combing her long, flowing hair in front of the bronze mirror in Wood's official treehouse, and after carefully choosing the dress to wear today, she walked out of her boudoir with a light step.
"Brother, I'm going to go out for a while." Avenna walked down the hall of the treehouse, and she seemed to have noticed Wood's staring eyes.
"Avenna, you've been running to Mr. Teucer a lot these days," Wood seemed to say something, "and thusβ"
"My dear brother, I think it should be my private business to go there. Do I need your permission to go to Mr. Teucer? Avenna interrupted Wood, "I don't want to hear my brother repeat the sermon over and over again. β
"What a waywardness! Avanna, I just wanted to remind you. Mr. Teucer is not for you now. He was just a man from that miserable place in Gudebai - a helpless man. You girl shouldn't get too close to Mr. Teucer. Wood insisted on interrupting his sister Evenna, "And we, as masters of this forest realm, have opened our hearts to take him in." The last time he was able to save you in the El Tora Grove, I've expressed my gratitude. β
"My dear brother - words like this have been repeated to me hundreds of times in my memory." Avanna didn't follow her brother's advice as she had done before, "I can tell that Mr. Teucer is a trustworthy and handsome fellow. He is at least much better than the so-called nobles who have personally come to you to talk about my marriage. They lacked the charm that fascinated me throughout. β
"But glamour doesn't bring anything substantial. My brother thinks you're saying something too inconsiderate. Wood looked at his sister warily.
"No, I don't think you're right, not everything needs something substantial to compensate. I don't think I'm a pawn in my brother's hands. Avanna shook her beautiful long hair, she didn't seem to intend to continue discussing these unpleasant issues with Wood.
"Wait!" Wood's face darkened, and he called out to Avanna, who was about to leave, in a commanding tone, "I think it's very necessary for our brother and sister to talk. β
"I don't think my brother and I have anything to talk about about it. Troyana was waiting for me under the treehouse. Avenna turned slightly.
"I think that's Teucer waiting for you." Wood's face grew darker, "Not your good noble girlfriend of Morne." β
"Brother, what you said to me today is full of spike grass!" A hint of grievance flashed in Evenna's smart eyes, "I think this is my private matter, not to mention that Mr. Teucer does have the charm and noble character that fascinates me!" β
"Ah, Forrestal! I think you think too much of your own 'vision', my dear sister! Wood tightened his grip on the long golden hair of his shawl, "Since it's just us brother and sister now, I'm going to be open and honest about some ugly things." Because you are my precious sister. β
"Brother, do you know what makes me feel that there is a deep gap between us?" Avanna's eyes flashed with a watery light and looked directly at his own brother, "Your mind is full of royal blood, family names, and territorial interests. You've forgotten that you and I have such a sister! Avenna's voice seemed to rise a little, and a hint of redness appeared on his moonless face, like the half of the crescent moon on the autumn night.
"Yes, yes! We are the royal family of the wood elves, we have the royal blood, Forrester and the family name, since we are the children and grandchildren of the god of the forest, we must protect the purity of the bloodline and continue the family name, and never allow the lowly blood to tarnish the glory of the family. Wood thought his sister was making a serious mistake, and he said with a fierce voice, "Although we members of the Wood Elf royal family have internal conflicts, this point is surprisingly consistent, just like our peer Werther and the so-called 'stepbrother' Samaras, why didn't they marry a lowly Wood Elf commoner woman as their wife?" β
"Good!" Avanna's face flushed with anger, "For the sake of preaching, even a despicable guy like Samaras can use it as an example for me!" Very good, brother, you have really changed! What is lowly blood? Brother, isn't your current blood just as cheap as Brother Wang? Then bastard children are not just as lowly! But why does Brother Wang also claim that he is 'pure blood'? β
"Presumptuous!" Wood seemed rather annoyed by Avenna's questioning, "You've been disturbed by your hot mind, Avena! β
"No, brother, I'm sober! I've never been so awake in my life, I know what I'm going to do, what to say, what to do, how to say it! Avanna and Wood are pitted against each other, and neither brother nor sister will let anyone.
"You've got to figure it out! Tork he is not a nobleman, but a commoner! Wood struggled to suppress the anger in his heart.
"Troyana told me that love doesn't need to be mixed with other things, love needs to be pure." Avanna retorted to his brother, tears of pain glistening in her eyes.
"Childish!" Wood threw away the long golden hair in his hand, and he almost roared, "It's that good thing Morne woman again!" Looks like I'm going to have to ban you from socializing with each other! β
"You're getting more and more outrageous. I think we need to be calm between our brother and sister! Avenna turned aggrieved and left Wood's official treehouse without looking back.
"I don't want to be calm about this matter!" Behind the weeping Evenna, there was a roar of Wood in the treehouse of the official mansion, so much so that the old servant under the treehouse poked his head out of the wooden house.
"No, I'm not going to let you hang out with Teucer anymore! Never! After a final roar, Wood finally collapsed in his wooden chair, he grabbed a plank from the desk in front of him, but didn't throw it out, "No, it's absolutely not, Teucer didn't prove that he was capable of giving my sister a carefree life, until he proved that he 'can't do it'"
An old, bald letter crow flew to the edge of the bed in the open openwork window of the treehouse, and after a wail or two, flew again into the forest of Sheffield.
"Alright! My sister Avanna. I'm sorry, Mr. Teucer, though the ring you gave me is an ancient treasure. Wood picked up the multicolored quill from the inkwell on the desk in front of him, and used the board in his hand to write an order, "Leglar, choose two guards from your green camp for me to protect my sister at all times." β
Apparently, there was no sign of Troyana outside the treehouse. Avanna's statement that Troyana was waiting for her was also made up in front of her brother - even her brother knew it very well.
"I think what I said to my brother was probably too under-considered." Avanna had already left the treehouse, "No, I can't be swayed by those painful things, I need to cheer up." Avenna's thoughts struggled with her and her expression became a little confused, and she walked to the place she had agreed with Teucer - the prayer tree next to the altar in Sheffield Forrester was already covered with white scarves.
"Wood Elf's Prayer Tree, please make time pass faster." Teucer seemed to be in a state of dispossession, as he circled back and forth under the prayer tree next to the altar of Forrestal, his seemingly clutching on to something.
"Mr. Teucer!" A crisp and melodious cry without any impurities, "Mr. Teucer! β
"Miss Avanna!" Teucer's face suddenly showed an expression of great joy, "Miss Avanna! β
"Mr. Torke, I'm so sorry I missed our appointment." Avenna's expression seemed a little stiff, and her face seemed a little paler than usual.
"Ah, no, just a little wait. Are you sick? Teucer approached Avena, and he gently grasped Avena's slender hand, "Perhaps, you have something on your mind, and your expression has made it clear to me. β
"No, nothing." Avanna was asked by Teucer, and her smart eyes began to dodge Teucer's fiery gaze.
"Well, since you don't want to tell me, I won't ask." Teucer began to change the subject, "Oh, it's hard to imagine that Sheffield's tree could grow so tall. β
"Teucer" Avenna did not add the title of 'sir'.
"Shh You have something on your mind. Teucer pressed his finger to his lips, "Your voice is like the beautiful music of this forest." I want to hold your hand like this all the time. β
"Teucer" Avenna's smart eyes seemed to flicker with a gleam.
"Avenna, I'm right there with you." Teucer spread out his palm, which was a pendant carved from maple with an O'Sala flower, "I asked the Druids of Sheffield, and I learned the word 'love' from your brother Wood. ΠΎΡΠ°Π³Π° means love in your words, and this Osara flower is also the flower of love of the wood elves. I don't want to give the most beautiful flowers that will wither you, so I found a piece of maple that represents love, and carved this pendant according to the most beautiful appearance of the Osara flower, maybe you don't know, the maple also represents longing in the eyes of our Trians, and it also represents love. β
"Teucer" Avenna's agile eyes seemed to be about to burst out of her eyes. Teucer walked up behind him lightly and placed Osara's maple pendant on Evenna's fragrant jade neck.
"Teucer!" Avenna suddenly turned around and hugged Teucer, her tears could no longer be held back, crystal tears dripping down Teucer's shoulders, "Perhaps, you and I can't love each other, just like you Trians until you turn white." β
Teucer hugged Evenna's slender waist tightly, he kept breathing in the wisps of fragrance that Evenna emitted, but his heart was like a knife, and he was already stunned. It seems that the whole forest has come to a standstill, and even the autumn leaves are no longer falling.
"I know." With a long hug and a long silence, Teucer finally sighed helplessly, "After all, I'm just a man from a poor foreign land. β
"No," Evenna whispered, snorting from time to time.
"Of course not! I will use my strength to establish myself in Sheffield and prove to Wood that I am the man who is worthy of marrying you. Teucer shouted so loudly that he startled the birds that had nested in the tree.