Caydon let go of Lawson's collar, and he fell like a rag at her feet. Then the servant looked down at him with pity.

"Poor fellow, is she going to force herself on you?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" said Caton, frustrated. "It's him!" she pointed to Filin.

The servant looked at Filin thoughtfully. "This is a serious accusation. Tell me honestly, little bastard, did she really try to force herself on you?"

"Nope. "Film's voice was as disgusting, prostration, and powerless as Film's felt.

"I'm sleeping, and then they sneak into my room, and the next ......" Filin frowned, letting his voice drift more and more, "Filin thinks Filin smelled too much smoke tonight. ”

"I agree!" the servant's voice was filled with obvious disdain, "such a lascivious act is so indecent!" the servant suddenly turned to the peeking maids, "this is a shame on all the people of Stag Castle!

Filmin warns you not to reveal this to anyone, but don't let the gossip about it start brewing!" He suddenly turned to look at Caton and Rosen, only to see Cadon blushing and opening his mouth angrily;

Rosen straightened up at her feet, sat crookedly on the ground, grabbed the hem of her skirt like a toddler and tried to stand up.

"I don't have any desire for this guy!" she said coldly, word by word. "They didn't attack him. ”

"Whatever you've just done, then, you'd better do it in your own room!" the servant interrupted her gravely, and without looking at her, he turned to pick up his tray and carried it away in the hallway.

As he watched Elf Bark Tea leave Film, he let out a cry of disappointment. Caton turned to face Film, his mouth twisted like a grimace.

"I'll figure it all out!" she yelled at Film.

Filmin took a breath. "But please do it in your own room. Filming barely stretched out her hand to the open door, and she whistled away like a gust of wind, while Lawson hobbled behind.

As they passed, the maids retreated in disgust, and the door of Filin's room was still open, and it took him great difficulty to get up and close it.

Fei Lin felt his shoulders shake as if to maintain the balance of his head, and when Fei Lin closed the door, he didn't bother to lie back on the bed, so he slid down the door and sat on the ground with his back against the door, feeling exhausted.

Brother Filin, are you dying?

No, but it's hard.

Rest! Filmin will continue to watch.

Film couldn't explain what happened next. Filmin let go of something, something that Filmin had clung to all his life but had not realized it, and fell into a safe place in the soft, warm darkness while a wolf guarded Filmin through his eyes.

Lady Star, the princess of the crown prince Yinhui, originally came from the outback, and her parents, Lord Oak Valley and Lady Avrea, were just minor nobles.

For them, the couple's astounding ability to elevate their status to marry a real prince was a shock to the couple, especially since their daughter possessed the elusive qualities and what some considered a dull nature.

Silverlight's blatant insistence on marrying Starstar was the cause of the first disagreement between him and his father, King Creek.

The marriage did not win him a prized alliance or political advantage, but rather a very eccentric woman, and her love for her husband did not prevent her from speaking outright and unpopular, nor from pursuing any interest that aroused her three-minute heat.

The death of both of her parents during the years of the blood plague epidemic, and the death of her husband Yinhui after falling from his horse meant that she would never be able to conceive children.

Filin woke up, or at least he was back to his senses.

Filmin lay on the bed, and a warm and soft breath surrounded Film. Fihrin didn't move, just cautiously searched for the pain.

Filin's head no longer ached violently, only exhaustion, and the stiffness that had passed the pain, and then Filin's back shivered. Ariana lay down beside Filin, leaning on Firin's shoulder and breathing softly.

The fire was so faint that it was almost extinguished. Filin listened, it was either late, late or early, and the whole castle was almost silent.

Filin doesn't remember how he got here.

He shuddered again, and Ariana, who was beside Filin, moved a little, leaning closer to Firin, smiling sleepily.

"You're weird sometimes," she breathed, "but Filin loves you." She closed her eyes again.

Night Eyes!

Film is here. It's always there.

Suddenly he couldn't ask, and he didn't want to know, but just lay there quietly, bored, sad, and sad for himself.

Filmin tries to wake him up, but you're not ready to recover. That other guy is draining you.

That "other guy" is the king of the people.

It's your king. There is no king in the wolves.

What's going on...... Filmin let the thought fade. Thank you for guarding Film.

It felt the film's reservation. What else would Filin do? Tell her to leave? She was very sad.

Filmin didn't know, but people stopped talking. Ariana was sad and then it comforted her?

Filming didn't even know why she was sad, he corrected, always so sad. Looking at a soft smile on her sleepy face, he sighed, it was better to face it now than to drag it out.

Besides, he had to send her back to her own room, and when all the people in the castle were awake, it would do her no good to stay here.

"Ariana?" Filyn called softly.

She moved, then opened her eyes. "Kaz. She still responded with sleepy eyes.

"To be on the safe side, you should go back to your own room. ”

"I know he shouldn't have come in the first place. She paused, "What I said the other day, he didn't ......."

Filin put a finger to her lips and she smiled. "You make this sudden silence ...... Very interesting. ”

She moved Filin's hand aside, kissed Filin passionately, and slid off the bed to quickly dress.

Fei Lin got up and moved more slowly, and she glanced at Fei Lin with that loving look, "It's safer for me to go back by myself, and I can't let other people see people together." ”

"Someday, that's going to ......" Filmin spoke, this time with her little hand on Film's lips to ask Filmin to be quiet.

"People don't talk about it now, just let it be like this tonight! She kissed Filin again, and quickly slipped out of Filin's arms to the door, closing it gently with her back to the door. Perfect?

When Filmin was dressed, he lit a fire and sat on a chair by the fireplace and waited. It wasn't long before the passage to Etro's room opened, and he climbed the stairs as quickly as he could, only to see Etro sitting in front of his fireplace. "You've got to listen to me. I greeted him.

He raised his eyebrows alarmingly when he heard Firin's solemn tone, and pointed to a chair across from him, and he was about to sit down, but what Etro did next made Firin's hair stand on end, and he glanced around, as if people were standing in the middle of a large crowd, and then he touched his lips, and with a soft, quiet gesture, he leaned over to Filin until their heads almost touched.

"Sit down gently, gently. What's the matter?"

Filin was still sitting in the old place of the fireplace, and he felt the sound of his heart beating like thunder in his chest. It was okay to be cautious in the rest of Fort Stag, but Filin never expected to be careful even when talking here.

"Alright," he said to me, exhaling, "report!"

Filin took a breath and told him word for word that the connection between Filin and Hermes made the whole thing clear, and then explained in great detail: the servant was beaten, Floya's gift to Velotru, how Filin served the king that night, Caton and Rosen entered Filin's room, and so on.

He pouted but wasn't surprised when he whispered about His Majesty's spy, and when I finished speaking, he looked at Filin calmly.

Another whisper. "And what about your conclusion?" he asked Film, as if he wanted to teach Filmin something with the puzzle.

"Can Filin directly say the doubts in Filin's mind?" Filin asked calmly.

He nodded.

Filin breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn't help but feel relieved as he recounted what had come to mind over the past few weeks, and Etro knew what to do, so I'll be brief.

His Majesty knew that the king's days were numbered because of his illness, and Valles was his instrument of silence so that he might listen to his own whispers. His Majesty continued to speak ill of Hermes and wanted to exhaust what was left of Stag Fort.

He would abandon Vilotru so that the Red Ships could occupy it, keeping them busy for their ambitions;

He also portrays Floya as a foreigner who wants to usurp the throne and an evil and unfaithful wife. He wanted to be a king, or at least take most of the five principalities for himself, so he spent a lot of time entertaining the inland dukes and the local nobles.

Etro nodded reluctantly as he listened. After a pause, he said softly, "You said that Your Majesty was weaving a net, but Filin found that there were many flaws in His Majesty's net. ”

"Filmin can make up some stuff to go in. Filmin whispered. "Suppose the arcane spell team created by Galen is loyal to His Majesty?

Suppose that all the messages are delivered to him first, and only those that he approves of will follow the original process to reach their original destination?"

Etro's expression was silent and heavy.

Filin whispered even more panickedly, "What if people's ability to defend themselves is weakened by the delay in the message?" he made Hermes look like a fool and undermined everyone's confidence. ”