Chapter Seventy-Two: The Girl
The avatar felt like it was going to explode.
Roland struggled to sit up, only to be shocked by what he saw.
What appeared in front of Roland's eyes was a sight he had never seen in his life.
It was a palatial room, with silk curtains, glazed lampshades, intoxicating aromas, and delicate decorations that Roland had never seen before. And he himself was lying on a very large bed, and the silk quilt was so soft and warm that Roland couldn't tell if it was real.
Roland was stunned for a moment.
He remembered that he had just been in the military camp in Motil...... Could it be that he was dreaming now? But the pain in his head reminded him all the time that none of this was a hallucination.
But where are Pell and Barrow?
Roland struggled to his feet.
At this time, a middle-aged woman dressed in a gorgeous costume and with a sturdy physique suddenly opened the door and walked in. Roland was taken aback and fell out of bed coldly. When the woman saw Roland fall, she hurriedly ran to Roland's side, carried him to the bed, and whispered a reproach: "Why did you accidentally fall to the ground so accidentally?
Roland stared at the woman in surprise, a little overwhelmed. The woman, however, seemed to not care at all, and began to fumble around Roland's body to examine the wound.
Roland was a little speechless, and let the woman play with him. Finally, the woman breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, there are no other injuries." β
Then, as if remembering something, the woman picked up Roland. Roland was powerless to struggle, so he let her take him to another room.
The room was foggy, and Roland's eyes widened as he finally saw that it seemed to be a bathroom.
The bathroom is spacious and bright, and the dΓ©cor is just as luxurious, with a huge floor-to-ceiling mirror covering the entire wall, giving it a hazy beauty under the action of moisture. In the middle of the room was a huge pool of water filled with white liquid sprinkled with red rose petals that were steaming.
The woman placed Roland on the edge of the bath. Roland obediently went into the water to take a bath as she wanted. After all, in this completely unfamiliar place, the only way Roland can protect himself is to be obedient.
The woman poured some unknown solid into Roland's hair and rubbed it, and a lot of foam immediately appeared on Roland's head. And Roland's originally dry and knotted hair began to become soft.
Since Roland still had bandages on his hands and couldn't move, he could only let the woman keep pouring different unknown objects on his body and rubbing them.
I don't know how long it took, the woman looked at Roland's face and showed a satisfied smile: "Sure enough, just like I thought, a handsome boy!"
Handsomeness?
Listening to the woman's words, Roland couldn't help but raise his head in surprise.
For a person like him, in the context of such an era, it is already a very satisfying thing to be able to cheat a mouthful of food to survive. Roland didn't have time to think about whether he was decent or not, and he didn't care what he looked like or if his hair was neat.
The environment they live in is already very dirty and messy, and naturally they don't have the conditions to dress themselves up every day. For Roland, the occasional cotton coat to keep out the cold in the garbage heap is something worth celebrating.
Roland turned his head and looked at the large mirror in the room.
Through the dense water vapor, the figure of a teenager was slowly reflected in the mirror. The body is thin, ribbed well, covered with scars, and some malnourished. But after washing away the filth, his gray, knotted hair changed to its original appearance, which was silver-white hair. Roland couldn't help but look at the face carefully, although there were still obvious abrasions on the face, but the facial features on the face were distinct, and the amber pupils reflected another him.
Is this what I am?" Roland looked at the boy in the mirror and couldn't help but think.
Crawling in the wild mud all year round made Roland's hair covered with a layer of gray all day long, and over time, he forgot his original appearance.
It turns out that I don't look worse than those noble children, but it's a pity...... Is that figure in the mirror my true self?
Somehow, Roland's heart swelled up with a little loss. His mind regained its usual composure, and he began to care about the most important questions for him now: where was he, why was he here, where had the soldiers and the old men gone......
"Your Highness, why are you here?"
The woman's voice interrupted Roland's thoughts. Roland couldn't help but be surprised, and hurriedly looked back, only to find that the little girl he had seen in the barracks had actually appeared in front of him!
Roland suddenly became overwhelmed. Only then did he realize that the richly dressed woman was just a subordinate, and the little girl was ...... It turned out to be a princess!
Roland suddenly felt embarrassed, and in a panic, his feet slipped and the whole person sank to the bottom of the pool. It's not because she's a princess, it's that Roland really can't just face a girl of his age naked.
Although he has seen the warmth and coldness of the world over the years, he has always been vulgar and doesn't care about many things. But in some ways, Roland was just a child.
After struggling at the bottom of the pool for a long time, Roland remembered that the water here was not transparent, and the girl should not be able to see him, so Roland mustered up the courage to poke his head out again. On the water, the girl was also lying on the edge of the pool, curious about what Roland was doing, and for a while, Roland and the girl looked at each other, and the distance was only three or four fists.
At this time, Roland really saw her appearance for the first time: her long golden hair was neatly braided behind her head, her facial features were delicate and bright, her turquoise eyes were shining, and she exuded a sense of delicacy and nobility. The girl looked at Roland like that, and Roland looked at her, not knowing what to say for a moment.
I don't know how long it took, but the girl suddenly said, "Are you okay? I've been asleep for days, and I'm worried about you." β
It's a hearty and crisp voice, and the voice is on the thick side. Roland immediately noticed the problem, and said with some surprise: "You are a man?"
"She" also looked a little surprised: "Do you think I'm a woman?" said "girl" immediately stood up and turned around in front of Roland: "You think I look like a girl?"
Roland couldn't help but take a closer look at the clothes on his body. Although it is luxurious, if you look closely, you can still tell that it is a man. It's just that for people like Roland who live at the bottom of society, it is rare to see people dressed so gorgeously. So when Roland first saw the boy in front of him dressed brightly and exquisitely, he preconceived that he was a girl.
No wonder he had so much strength when he was in the barracks. It turned out to be a boy, but that kind of explanation makes sense. Roland suddenly felt relieved, since the gender is the same, there is no need to be so restrained.
"Formally introduce yourself, my name is Rand, you can call me that in the future!" the boy heartily extended his hand to Roland.
Roland hesitated a little: Rand is a prince, and he is just a pariah, not to mention the difference between high and low, and he has done such a disobedient thing to him. He doesn't care......?
Roland couldn't help but be a little alert, but seeing that the look in Rand's eyes was sincere and friendly, so in the end, Roland let down his guard and held his hand: "Roland." β
In the following time, the court doctors came to redress Roland's wounds with medicine.
Roland's knee was a little cracked, but it was okay and not serious. The little prince Rand has also been chatting with Roland with great interest.
Through Rand's words, Roland knew that he was no longer in Motil, this was the capital of the Moon Country, Shuangyue City, and the place where he was was actually in the palace!
Why is he here? Who brought him here? Roland couldn't help but become a little agitated.
The little prince seemed to notice Roland's anxiety, and asked with some concern, "What's wrong with you?"
Roland shook his head and before he could speak, the woman who was taking care of him came in: "Your Highness Rand, the queen wants to see him." β