Chapter 51: The Little Bird Returning Home
It was a quiet morning, the rooster had just reported the dawn, the branches and leaves of the forest canopy were still stained with early morning dew, and the flowers slowly raised their heads, facing the rising sun, bathing in the first rays of sunshine.
In an unknown town in the countryside of Karazhan, the inhabitants opened their sleepy eyes, fetched a basin of water to wash away the fatigue on their faces that had not yet dissipated, and they pushed open the doors of their homes, stretched their stiff bodies, and were about to start a new day's work, when a richly decorated carriage slowly drove through the streets of the town, and the iron nails on the horses' hooves stepped on the neat gravel path, making a crisp sound like bells, suddenly breaking the tranquility of the gradual awakening, the dogs barked loudly, and the people pushed open the doors and windows and watched the galloping carriage galloping curiously through the street, casting curious eyesγ
The carriage was driven by four curvaceous horses, which raised their heads proudly and neighed as they galloped past, and the carriages were made of ebony wood and the curtains of the windows were pale blue brocade, noble and luxurious.
Whose carriage is this?, the residents asked.
It's the McCarvey family's carriage, with an eagle with wings outstretched, says the robin.
McCarvey, a great surname, rules every inch of the South. Where did it come from, who were the people in the carriage, and why did it come to this remote and nameless town? The residents asked curiously.
He had come from the city of Azuchi, and the carriage was carrying Baroness Christine, a golden bird in captivity by Julian McCarvey, Count of Karazhan, who had been born in the town and had now received permission from the Count to return here to visit her poor parents. Robin said.
What a poor child, I hope her reunion with her parents will leave her with warm and beautiful memories. Residents said.
"Mom, Daddy, I'm back. β
The servant opened the carriage door for Christine, and before she could put down the stool, Christine jumped out of the carriage and knocked on the door of the inn.
After a while, there was a panicked sound of going downstairs in the house, and Christine's father, Norn, hurriedly opened the door, and he saw Christine's beautiful face, familiar but as hazy and unreal as a dream.
"Christine, my child, are you really you? Norn's eyes welled up with tears.
"Father, it's me, your daughter Christine, and I'm back with you. β
The delighted father and daughter hugged each other, tears welling up in their eyes, and tears wet their shoulders.
"Christine. At this time, Christine's mother also appeared, Joanna, who had the same long chestnut brown hair as Christine.
"Mom. β
A comedy of family reunion, the three of them hugged each other at the door, how bright their smiles were, and even the tears that fell were full of joy.
The robin stood on the branch, shook his head, and said, "Poor Christine, at this time you are snuggled in the arms of your parents, and you are spoiled to your heart's content, but at this time tomorrow, at the moment when the sun has just risen over the hills, you will be back in the devil's cave."
After a brief period of warmth from her family, Christine said to Norn:
"Father, these are the knights who have escorted me, and I beg you to give them a place to rest for a while. β
Don't you really know it, innocent Christine? They are the executioners who prevent you from escaping, not the knights of justice. The robin stood on the treetops, shaking his head and sighing.
Norn nodded, thanked the knights, and then helped them lead the horses into the stable, and gave them a bed.
"Christine, who is this girl?" asked Joanna as she turned to a maid who had been standing behind Christine.
"This ......," said Christine, as Christine struggled to explain, "I am Madame's maid-in-waiting. β
"I see. After sitting in the carriage for so long, and having to take care of Christine, you should go and rest. Joanna said.
"No, this is what I should do, and if I leave Madame's side, who will take care of her, it is my duty. Aisha said.
"But....." Joanna grimaced, she just wanted to have some private time with her daughter.
"Aisha, please. Christine pleaded, she really didn't want to say the word runaway, it was the only thing she had left of her self-esteem.
After staring at each other for a moment, unable to resist Christine's pitiful expression, Aisha gave in, indeed, she was also a little tired, "If you're going out, please let me know." β
Christine was given a brief moment of freedom, and he and his parents went to the house, where there were no Jurian's knights.
As soon as she entered the house, Lady Joanna's tears fell, "Christine, my child, have you ever been subjected to terrible abuse. β
Christine lifted her dress, adorned with beautiful pearls, spun it in a circle, and said, "The Earl has treated me very well, and has given me many servants, a warm house, and a beautiful dress. But they were not given freedom.
"And, he's made good on his promise to get me back here. β
"Christine, you've lost weight. Joanna said as she stroked Christine's cheek.
β......β
Christine was speechless, and when she came, she had weighed herself a little more than when she had not been swept away by Julian. Under Julian's hard work, Christine's body is visibly more and more plump and rounded, especially **, forgive me for using such vulgar words, long live Opai, it is getting bigger and bigger with the naked eye, and it has made Christine quite distressed.
"By the way, I brought you a gift. Christine said.
Christine brought a pipe to Norn, which was handmade from briar, with a smooth and delicate appearance, and the curves of the wood grain were perfect and regular, "This is made by Master Northon, and even his work is one of the finest." β
The gift to Joanna was a cashmere scarf shawl with intricate embroidery.
"If this is Count Karazan's thing, then I don't want it. Norn pushed Christine's hand away and said stubbornly.
"Father, it's not what you think. I bought it with my own money. β
"Yulu?"
"Well, Duke McCarvey canonized me as the Baroness of the Court, and the money came from the City of Fury. β