Robert sat on the throne of the lord he had always dreamed of, his hand tapping on the armrest of the seat regularly, making a crisp 'click' sound.

In front of him, two peasants stood trembling in front of him, waiting for his fate.

The Acting City Lord remained silent, for this was a tricky matter for him to deal with.

"You mean his chickens have run over to your land to lay eggs, so this egg should be yours?"

Dealing with such trivial matters is the daily routine of such a small local lord.

At the mention of the vital benefits, the peasants, who had been frightened to death, immediately regained their courage, "Yes, Your Excellency Acting Lord, his chickens have run to my land to lay eggs, and they deserve to belong to me, because it is my soil that induces his chickens to lay eggs!"

"Makes sense. Robert nodded approvingly.

When the other peasant heard this, he was anxious and hurriedly shouted, "Your Excellency, you can't say that, the eggs laid by my chickens don't belong to me, and it makes no sense to say anything!"

Because the guy removed the word 'agent', Stannis favored him again, "What you said also makes sense. ”

The two sides argued, which made Robert, who was the lord for the first time, very embarrassed, "I heard that you are arguing too much, so let's do it, which of the two of you is richer!"

His words made the two stop arguing, could it be that this new lord still wants to make a fortune in such a trivial matter? Finally, the peasant on the right raised his hand tremblingly, "Your Excellency, the little one is a little richer than this poor guy who needs to be a trouser." ”

"That's it!" Robert then pointed to the guy on his left, "the eggs are yours." ”

Because according to his rules, the rich must be unkind, so let them suffer a little loss and take care of the poor is of course happy for all, this is the justice he insists on!

"Your Excellency!"

The peasant on the right was unwilling to argue, but was sent away by Robert impatiently waving his hand, "I finally became a lord, it's these boring things to bother me, hurry up and get out of me!"

The two peasants were so frightened that they fled the door, and the castle hall fell silent for a moment.

With his right hand on his cheek, Robert returned to silence.

However, he didn't have to pose for long, and he felt very bored, because the people in the castle had gone out, either to generate income or to train and build roads, and he was left alone in the castle.

He put down his already numb legs and stood up, took out a white candle from the room, he was about to visit someone, and the softest part of his heart was awakened again.

On a green meadow along the riverside, the warm autumn wind blew away the daisies on the ground, and the clear water of the Combi River continued to hit the shore and quickly retreated, leaving only the small stones that rushed up as dazzling as pearls in the sun.

It was so far from the center of the territory that even the black castle had turned into a small black dot.

At the junction of the meadow and the river beach, there is a small sign made of stones, and strong chrysanthemums grow savagely from the cracks in the stones and bloom in the wind.

"Beautiful flowers, just like you. ”

A man sat beside a pile of stones, gently brushing the pale yellow flowers, and the usual cynicism on Robert's face had long since disappeared, leaving only a faint sadness.

He hadn't been here for a long time, because this was where the dead were buried.

The stones had been built by his own hands, and he could clearly identify where Stannis was standing at that time, and the young earl, who had been known as the son of the true dragon, watched as he mechanically repeated the action of carrying the stones.

"I'm sorry, I still couldn't bring him over to see you, you won't blame me. ”

The man felt guilty, as if someone in the stone pile would respond to him.

But she was indeed dead, silent and silent, like the fireworks that bloomed, leaving only a wisp of white smoke after the brilliance.

Like the white flame of the white candle that stood in front of her grave.

The man suddenly laughed, and two lines of tears appeared silently, "It's ridiculous, I value you so much, but I don't even know your favorite flower, and I can only light a white candle in front of your grave every time." ”

The woman who blooms like a flower, but never lets people know the name of the flower she loves.

Another wisp of fresh wind blew behind him, only this time with a slight body fragrance.

"You're here. He didn't look back, but he knew who it was.

A petite woman in a sky-blue tulle skirt stands barefoot on a soft river beach.

Evelyn, who had appeared here for some reason, had taken off her horrible crow outfit, and had taken off her dark leather coat and put on this dress that fluttered in the wind, the one she loved the most.

He ...... Didn't you come?"

The woman's tone was cold and sad.

Robert shook his head, "Don't worry, he's celebrating his fiancée's birthday right now, but you, instead of soaking in those arsonists, come to the grave of the person you hate, why?"

Do you hate her? She took everything from the man she loved, but it made her want to hate and be ruthless.

"I came to see her, and if there was no one to talk to her, she would be very lonely. ”

Evelyn said this, and the woman in the tomb always treated everyone with such warmth, and tried her best to fulfill everyone's small wishes. Except in the matter of Stannis, no matter how much she cried and begged her to give him up, she always shook her head sadly.

Robert suddenly covered his face, the man actually sobbed, he couldn't bear this woman lying on such a dark and cold ground, she should live happily and happily with the person she loved and loved him like a fairy tale, even if he could only silently bless her from afar.

All living beings fell silent, only the sound of the river echoed his cries.

"She might be happy to see her man get a new lease on life. ”

This sentence made Robert stop crying because she also saw through what was happening.

"When did you find out that he wasn't really Stennis anymore?"

Both of them were already aware of the arrival of the traverser.

The woman made no sound, letting the river wind blow her silver hair.

Still, she eventually spoke up.

"I asked him if he still loved me, but he just said he didn't know. ”

This sentence alone made Robert understand, "It turns out that you rely on this, if this is the real Stennis , no matter how many times you ask him he will categorically say that he doesn't love it, he is this guy who doesn't care about other people's feelings at all." ”

The woman acquiesced to this fact, he always slammed his love on the ground and turned away, although she also knew that he did it so that he would not be hurt again, but she could only sink step by step in this whirlpool, willing to be drowned in the end.

"And what about you? When did you know he wasn't really Stennis. ”

The man caressed the stone lovingly.

He switched the next day. ”

"So fast......" Evelyn was also slightly surprised, after all, that Stannis could be said to be exactly the same on the outside except for the inside.

"Although they don't know it, I know that he will suddenly disappear for half an hour before the evening, and he has come here to talk to this woman. ”

The woman covered her chest, even if she had been dead for so long, Stannis would not pity herself and give her a little love, he gave so much for him, even physically......

Robert had no idea what had happened to her, he only remembered the day when the lord had changed, and the real Stannis patted him on the shoulder after he was drunk, and then laughed and walked into the darkness outside the castle, where he eventually disappeared.

When he opened the bedroom door again......

"He never came here to see her again, and by that time I knew that the real Stannis was gone. ”

The woman pulls up the ends of her hair, is he dead? Maybe that's the best ending for everybody.

"What about the others? Did the others know that he had changed?"

"I think I'll be more or less aware of it, no matter how much a person changes, it won't become the exact opposite of the original. ”

The two men fell silent again, and looked at the stone tomb at the same time.

In the end, it was Evelyn who spoke first, "And what are you going to do with this impostor? aren't you going to find out where he came from?"

Robert smiled and shook his head, "What's the use? For me, now that he's the real Stanis, at least it doesn't make me too sad to see him, I can't accept the loss of two of the most important people in my life in a row in one year." ”

Evelyn nodded, she thought the same way, although she hated him so much that she only wanted to be able to kill him with her own hands, but it would be nice if there was a completely different Stannis.

The man took out the extinguished ash and threw it into the water, and after a small ripple, the river was calm again.

"She'd like he'd live well, too, in the grave, wouldn't she, Sasha. ”