It was a luxurious gift, and everyone accepted it with awe-struck silence.

When the Duke of Kirva came to his senses, he stood up and raised a glass to celebrate his queen and the unborn heir of the Zhiyuan family, so the rumor immediately became a well-known thing.

Although Queen Floya blushed, she did not forget to express her gratitude at the right time.

A short-lived victory is like a healing ointment for people. The people had fought a good battle, and the Bay of Jieyi would be restored to its original state, and the outer islanders would not be able to establish a stronghold at Fort Weiwan, and in an instant it seemed possible that the people would be able to defeat them completely.

Before the people left Jie Yi Bay, many songs had been sung about the queen tying her skirt up, bravely facing the robbers of the Red Boat, and the child in her womb who had become a warrior before she was born.

There are also rumors that the queen not only sacrificed herself, but also put the safety of her heir at risk, just to ensure that the Duchy of Violet would not be attacked by the enemy.

First Duke Planck of Velotru, and now Duke Kerva of Violet, he thought to himself that Floya had indeed won the allegiance of these principalities beautifully.

Filin had a warm and frightening time at Gei Bay. Mrs. Hyuna recognized Filin as soon as she saw him in the hall, and then she came over to talk to Filin. "Oh!" she said after greeting Filin softly, "the lad who helped him take care of the dogs in the kitchen did have the blood of a king, and no wonder you gave such a good suggestion to Filin." ”

She had indeed become a dignified lady and duchess, and her lively dog followed her in the same way, except that it now ran peacefully about her heels.

The change also made Filin as happy as she was at the sight of her own title and her unabashed affection for her duke.

"People have changed a lot, Madame Xianya. Filin replied, and she accepted Filin's heartfelt compliment.

The last time Filin saw her, she was accompanying Hermes on a trip, and she was not used to the life of a duchess, and when her dog choked on a bone, he met her in the kitchen and persuaded her to let the duke spend his money on the lookout instead of buying her jewelry.

She had just become a Duchess at the time, and now she deserved it.

"Not a puppy anymore?" she asked, with a slightly sarcastic smile.

"Puppy, werewolf!" someone replied. Filin turned to see who was talking, but not a single face in the crowd in the hall looked at them, so Filin shrugged as if the comment didn't matter, and Madame Hyuna didn't seem to hear it.

She thanked him by giving him a souvenir before he left, and he now smiles when he thinks about it: it's a pocket-sized fishbone brooch.

"I made it to order to remind me...... Now I want you to have it. ”

She said she no longer wore jewelry, and handed the brooch to Filin on the balcony, where the Duke of Kirva's lookout was radiating a diamond-like brilliance in the dark night sky.

The commercial beach fort in the Wine River is one of the traditional residences of the royal family of Farlo, and the place where Queen Lust spent her childhood, as well as the summer retreat for her and her young son, His Majesty. The commercial beach city is a vibrant place and the commercial center of this country full of orchards and paddies.

The Wine River is a quiet waterway for navigating and it is easy and enjoyable to travel on the river.

Queen Lust always insisted that the commercial beach was superior to Fort Buck in every way, and provided a better royal seat for the royal family.

Nothing major happened on the way back to Fort Buck. Floya was already very tired as people were ready to go, and while she tried not to show it as much as possible, her dark circles and lip shapes spoke for themselves.

The Duke of Kirva had prepared a sedan chair for her to ride, but after a while she felt even more sick from the violent shaking, so she had to return it with gratitude, and set out on her mare on the journey home.

On the second night on the way home, Foxglove came to the campfire and told Borges that she seemed to have seen a wolf, and that she had seen it several times that day. Borges shrugged indifferently, reassuring her that it might just be curious and not a threat to people.

After she left, Borges turned to me and said, "It's going on too often." ”

"What?"

"A wolf, someone else sees a wolf near you. Kaz, pay attention. There are rumors that the site of the incident is full of wolf footprints when you hunt down those who have been smelted, and that the robbers' injuries are definitely not knife wounds.

Filmin was told that they had seen a wolf wandering around Jie Yi Bay on the night of the war, and he had even heard the ridiculous story of a wolf turning into a human at the end of the war.

The dirt outside the queen's tent was littered with footprints, and even though everyone was tired and in a hurry to dispose of the bodies, it was discovered that some of the robbers had not been killed by humans. ”

Some? ha!

Borges's face was contorted with anger. "Stop! Stop now!"

You're tough, the heart of the herd, but—

The thought stopped, and then Filin heard a sudden barking from the bushes, and several frightened horses were looking in that direction, and he was staring at Borges. He angrily rebuked Nighteye from a distance.

The power he wielded is very strong, and you are far away from here, so you are lucky...... Filmin began to warn Nighteye.

Borges turned to glare at Filin. "I said, stop doing that! stop now!" he looked away in disgust, "I'd rather you ride with your hands in your pants than see you do this often in front of me, which pisses me off." ”

Filmin didn't know what to say.

Based on his years of experience together, he knew that he would not openly argue about the origin of intelligence. He knew that Fihrin and Nighteye were restrained, and that he was tolerant enough for me, so I didn't need to remind him that the wolf and Fihrin had a heart-to-heart connection.

Filin bowed his head in agreement, and that night he had his dream for the first time in a long time.

I dreamed of Ariana. Dressed in her red dress again, she squatted on the beach and dug up the shellfish from the rocks with her waist knife to eat, then looked up and smiled at Film.

As soon as Filin approached, she jumped up and ran barefoot in front of Filin, and he chased after her, but she was still nimble, her hair fluttering behind her shoulders, and she only smiled when Filin called out to her to wait for Filin.

When he awoke, he felt a wonderful joy that she was running faster than Filin, and the dreamy scent of lavender still lingered in the depths of Filin's heart.

It was expected that they would receive a grand welcome when they returned to Fort Stag, and that the ships should take advantage of the better weather to come ashore before the men to convey the message of victory, so they were not surprised to see a group of His Majesty's guards approaching.

But strangely enough, when they saw the people, they continued to ride their horses, and no one shouted or waved in greeting, but marched towards the people in silence and solemnity like ghosts.

Filin wanted Borges and Filin to see the person at the front of the line holding the token at the same time, and the small glittering cane was a sign of great news. Borges turned to look at Filmin as the crowd approached, a look of fear on his face. "King Creek is dead?" he guessed softly.

Filmin wasn't surprised at all, just felt a sense of loss.

The frightened boy in Film's heart gasped, for there was no longer any obstacle between Filmin and His Majesty. On the other hand, he wondered what it would be like to call Crick "grandfather" instead of "His Majesty."

But these selfish thoughts are nothing compared to the significance of our people. For better or worse, after all, Crick created Firin, and one day many years ago, he gave Firin, a boy who played under the table in the hall, a new life, and imprinted his own mark on Firin, and he decided that I had to read and learn calligraphy, and also learn swordsmanship and poisoning.

In Filin's mind, his death now leaves Filin accountable for his actions, which is an incredibly frightening thought.

All of them were aware of the weight of the leader. The people stopped on the road, and Floya's guards stepped aside to allow him to pass her through, and then he handed her the token and a small scroll in a terrifying silence.

She lifted the red wax seal from the scroll, and he watched as it fell to the muddy ground. She slowly opened the scroll to read, a look on her face that was different, and then a hand slipped to her side, and the scroll fell to the ground with the seal.

It was irreparable, and she didn't want to look at it again. She didn't faint or cry, she just rested her hands on her belly and stared into the distance, and I knew from her action that it was not Crick, but Hermes who had died.

Filin probed him. Somewhere, somewhere in his heart, he must still be shrunk into a small group and stay there, there must still be a connection, the slightest connection...... Fei Lin didn't even know when the connection had disappeared, only that whenever he fought, it seemed to cut off contact with him.

It doesn't help. Filmin thought of the night of the war, and he thought he had heard Hermes shouting meaningless orders, and he couldn't understand a single word, but now Filmin thought that these were battle orders, orders to disperse formations or find cover, or...... But Filmin could no longer recall the contents of the order.

Filin looked into Borges's skeptical eyes, then shrugged.

"I don't know. Filin said calmly, and he frowned as he thought about it all.

Floya sat on her horse in silence, and no one dared to touch her or speak. Fihrin glanced at Borges and saw a fatalistic resignation in his eyes, for this was the second time he had seen the crown prince die before he ascended the throne.

After a long silence, Floya turned her horse's head and looked around her guards and the cavalry that followed her.