Outside the window, the rain enveloped the entire city in a curtain of water, flooding the streets and gardens.

When was the last time the weather was sunny, a few weeks or months?

Potmar shook her head, it sounded amazing that the founding emperor of the Septdins had turned the climate of Cyrodil and made the land rich in one fell swoop when he became a god.

The sound of ticking rain and torches flickering in the dim sky made it impossible to tell what time it was, and the patrolling guards respectfully moved out of the way when they saw her.

"Your Highness the Princess!"

Portmar didn't care, nodded and walked on, walking down the long marble corridor, thinking to herself that she wouldn't be going to class today, and she couldn't help but smile when she thought of her teacher's anger shaking at the corners of her mouth when she knew that she had skipped class.

But in class or something, forget it, those boring knowledge is not as interesting as learning magic, and all the things that need to be memorized by rote are not difficult for her.

As she walked, she asked and answered herself, all kinds of historical knowledge was like a stream to her, and the court maids passing by were not surprised to see this scene, but just covered their mouths and talked quietly.

Where to go today?

If she didn't go to Antiochus's secret room again, her brother would always hide something there, and the yellow book describing the Khajiit Tiger people she found there last time had made her blackmail her brother, who had been in brothels all day, and God knows why her half-brother, shameless brother, would not let outsiders know about it.

Even if you think about it, no matter how stupid you are, Antiochus will not hide important things in the same place after she picks the lock several times in a row.

Aside from magic, it was a lot of fun for her to find something hidden all over the palace, just as she learned everything so quickly, and no lock could stump her. When she sees those people who think she has misremembered the wrong place to put things and are in a hurry, she will secretly put them in another conspicuous place, which is a rare pleasure for her.

To hell with the tiresome court etiquette of doing such a thing, even if a good girl is nothing but a few more compliments, her parents are always able to find all sorts of excuses to deny some promises that have been promised to her.

As she passed by the reception room, Portmar heard conversations coming from inside, including her father, her grandfather, and a Nord with a strange accent.

Potmar carefully removed a stone brick, a hanging painting that perfectly covered up a small havoc she had caused by an accident, and it became a wonderful place for her to eavesdrop on conversations in the reception room.

"Your Majesty, according to the agreement, you should marry Princess Galena to Dugu City as soon as possible, or rather, you are willing to return the seized gold coins to my king......" The Nord's voice was as urgent as the raindrops outside.

"I don't remember an agreement, do you remember, father?" Her father's voice rang out, interrupting the Nord's words.

The old emperor's voice was small and weak, and Portmar didn't hear what his grandfather was saying.

"That agreement must have existed, and I was present at the time, and I saw with my own eyes that your official stamped the agreement in front of the emperor and our king, and I don't think he forgot to bring back something so important." The Nords were clearly not satisfied with the answer, "I'm not going to get this wrong. ”

"But the truth is, we didn't find the document you said." Potmar's father's tone gradually increased, "I've had people go to the Records Hall many times. ”

Offsetting, Potmar suddenly remembered the agreement she had taken from the recording room where the Elder Scrolls was stored the other day, which recorded the marriage contract between her grandfather's daughter, her aunt, Princess Galena, who was of orc hybrids, and Mantiak, the king of Dugu City. This time, she realized that she had forgotten to put things back.

But where did she throw that thing?

No matter what, she could tell from her father's tone that he was obviously prepared to break the contract.

"Then how shall I reply to my king, the empire is not willing to marry or return that large sum of gold?"

"It's not that bad," the old emperor's voice was a little louder, so that Potmar, who was hiding outside, could finally hear clearly, "I can let my granddaughter marry her." ”

Outside the wall, Potmar was stunned, this was obviously her, and Urrell II had only one granddaughter.

"You mean Princess Portmar? Is she still too young? "The Nords were a little puzzled by the Emperor's proposal.

"She's thirteen years old, and next year will be the age when she can get married." Portmar's father said, "I don't think there's a problem. ”

Hearing her father and grandfather in the room seal her fate in a few words, tears unconsciously flowed from Portmar's eyes. She had seen the king of Dugu City, who might have been a brave Nord warrior, but now he was only a 62-year-old fat man.

Compared with the cold northland where snow falls all year round, the rainy season in Sylodir can even be regarded as a gift, she is not one of those Nord barbarians who are not afraid of freezing, and the more she looks, the more sad she becomes.

"What are you eavesdropping?"

A hand suddenly landed on Portmar's shoulder, causing her to almost scream, but the next moment her mouth was covered by a warm palm.

Portmar could clearly see a hint of surprise in the eyes of the man who covered her mouth, and she waved her hand to signal that she wouldn't scream, after all, she was eavesdropping and didn't want to be discovered.

Looking at the girl with tears in her eyes in front of her, Zhang Lin didn't smash her fist against this face, after all, she is still just a child, not the future queen of the wolf's heart.

"Where did you sneak in from?" A small fireball suddenly appeared in the loose Potmar's hand, threatening Zhang Lin in a low voice, but this seemed to be powerless until he wiped the tears from his eyes.

Zhang Lin pinched off the flame in Potterma's hand, "Girls, don't play with fire." ”

"Slightly, I want you to take care of it!" Although she was a little surprised by the way Zhang Lin eliminated her spell, Portmar didn't buy it, her eyes fell on the delicate big sword on Zhang Lin's back, and the sadness just now was temporarily left behind by her, "Hey, give me the sword on your back, and I won't call the guards to arrest you." ”

Compared to the demon katana she had always wanted, this sword that looked like a work of art was more in line with her aesthetics.

"You think they'll catch me?"

Seeing that the threat was fruitless, Portmar's eyes rolled and she said again, "Are you here to steal?" I can show you the way, as long as you can take me outside. ”