The tenth year of King Arthur's wedding.

In the early morning, the jade-colored sky was covered with warm orange clouds, and the brilliant sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves and through the morning mist in the British palace.

"Hmm" accompanied by an unconscious mutter, Liya gently lifted the quilt, rubbed her eyes a little confused, and her expression was cute and cute, but no one had the opportunity to appreciate this scene.

After sobering up a little, Leah turned her head to look next to her, only to find that the only person who was lucky enough to be able to see her selling cuteness was gone.

Smiling knowingly, Leah turned her head to look at the glass of milk on the table not far away, which was still steaming.

Leah got up and held the cup of milk at just the right temperature in the palm of her hand, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, gently put the cup to the corner of her mouth, took a slight sip of the milk with the same sweetness as hers, and said softly, "It's very warm, very warm, Gnevelle." ”

This is a tacit understanding that has been formed between them for so many years, that is a tacit understanding that can only be had between lovers with deep feelings, a bit like the 'mutual affection' between lovers, but the feeling is a little deeper, and it may be difficult to have words to describe the atmosphere that has formed between them over the years.

From a princess who has never done any housework, to a wife and mother now, what Gnavelle has experienced has completely changed her a lot.

From the first time I got up early to make breakfast for Leah, it has now become an inseparable habit in life.

From the first time he was in a hurry, to the current hand.

From the first miserable to the current streamer.

From the first cooling, to the current warmth.

From the first bond, to the current stay.

From the lonely throne to the warmth now.

Time has changed a lot, whether it is Leah or Gnavier, it has changed a lot, but the only thing that has not changed is the persistence of those ten years.

Sometimes, Leah, who never believed in God, would really close her eyes and thank God for her favor so that she could be favored by Gnavelle and no longer be lonely.

Holding the warm milk cup in her arms, quietly looking at the beautiful picture of falling leaves outside the window, Lia slowly closed her holy green eyes, and the heat that continued to radiate from her arms to her body warmed her body, as well as her king's heart.

Thinking back to the first time after she woke up, the milk that Gnavier had prepared for her, although it was already cold because the time was not right, it was really, really warm, along with her heart.

"Poof. As if thinking of something very interesting, Leah burst out laughing. Then he looked at his body wearing only pajamas, and smiled bitterly, it has really become a habit, Gnavelle served gently.

It's all used to getting dressed under Gnavier's gentle service, right?Recalling the first time Gnavelle said to her with a serious expression that these were things she had to do as a wife, but it was a clumsy look, and the smile on Leah's lips became more and more gentle.

As a king, she has never had the desire to have any ordinary and warm daily life, she dare not and does not want to, she is afraid that what kind of life will wear out her will, but after this kind of life really comes, it is like the most poisonous drug in the world, but she can't quit it.

She is also quietly changing without her own knowledge, from the original discomfort with Gnavel, to the current habit and enjoyment of everything she has.

Habits are really scary things.

So, sometimes, she was really grateful to the god who had never been cold, and to being able to send Gnavelle to her.

"You're up, it's just the right time, let's go have breakfast." It wasn't long before Gneve walked in and smiled when she saw Leah standing in front of the window.

"yes, I see. Looking at Gnevelle as she walked in, Leah replied softly.

She knew that Gnavier had known her routine for years, so the milk she placed would always keep the temperature just right when Leah got up. And she herself was able to come at just the right time to serve her beloved king dress.

With a little bit of enjoyment, Jean Gnavel gently dressed her, and Leah looked at the appearance in front of her without the slightest change, still the same as ten years ago, like a young and beautiful girl, the smile on the corner of Leah's mouth never faded.

She herself was burdened with the king's curse by drawing the sword in the stone, and the immortal protection of the scabbard 'Avalon' like a bug, her appearance has not changed in the past ten years, and it is still exactly the same as ten years ago.

But to her surprise, Gnavier's appearance did not change in the slightest, and Leah had asked Merlin for confusion.

The answer is almost in Leah's guess, Gnavier and Lancelot have the same elven blood, so it makes sense, and Gnavel and Lancelot are so handsome that humans can't have.

It's just that what makes Leah can't figure it out until now is that Gwynnaville, like them, has not changed in the slightest in the slightest, as if she is forever frozen in her prime.

Leah had also asked Merlin if Gwynaville had elven blood like Lancelot, but the answer she got was that Gwynaville did not have the slightest elven breath in her.

For Gwynaville, Leah has always had extremely mixed feelings for him, both deep guilt and deep gratitude.

However, sometimes the choice is something that cannot be escaped, and Leah must make a choice called helplessness.

In this regard, she can only bury this guilt deep in her heart.

When Leah and Gnavelle came to the restaurant, Rain Eyes and Mordred were already waiting there, seeing the arrival of the two, Mordred quickly came to Leah, threw herself into Leah's arms, and looked at Leah with a bright smile on her face.

"Good morning, Father. ”

"Good morning. Looking at the four or five-year-old child in front of her, who was eight points similar to herself, Liya touched her blonde hair and said.

"Good morning, Father. Rain eyes looked at Liya and said expressionlessly.

"Well, good morning. Looking at the unchanged expression in Yu's eyes, Leah responded.

"Rain eyes should smile more. Gnavier looked at the little face with rain eyes and said helplessly.

"Well, I know the queen mother. ”

Seeing that Yuyan promised in her mouth, but there was no change on her face, Gnavier shook her head helplessly, although she had known that this was the case, she still couldn't help but say it.

"Have breakfast, Father and Queen Mother. Then, with a hint of longing in her eyes, she looked at Leah and Gnavier.

Regarding Yuyan's unusual attachment to food, Liya could only say helplessly: "Okay." ”

It's really similar, with an extraordinary attachment to food. Gnavier looked at the rain eyes, then at Leah again, and complained silently in her heart

In the passage of the palace, Leah and Gnevelle walked slowly, Gnevelle gently held Leah's arm, with a gentle smile on her face, and did not speak quietly.

"Naa, Leah. Suddenly, Gnavier spoke.

"What's the matter?" asked Leah, confused.

"Let's go on a date. Gnavier said mysteriously in Leah's ear.

"Dating?"

"yes, we've been married for so many years, and we haven't dated yet. Gnavier said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Lia fell silent. Yes, Gnavier is a girl after all, and that longing for love and marriage has existed in her heart since she was a child.

Looking at Gnavier with a pleading look in her eyes, Leah nodded silently.