No, no, he knew that nothing was fixed, but it would be better to do so, and people would have more room to turn around.

Get as much sleep as you can now, boy, you're going to have a busy tomorrow. I have to hurry up and get ready now. I must make enough prescriptions and pack them carefully so that King Creek can take them all the way to the mountains.

Borges can read, right?"

"Very well. Filmin reassured him, and then paused for a moment. "Have you been in the castle all night yesterday, and what about midnight? Some say it means the well has been ruined, while others see it as a bad omen for His Majesty's succession ceremony. ”

"Oh, so it could be a whoo!" Etro chuckled to himself.

"They deserve to know the signs and the bad signs, boy. At that point, the disappearance of the king and the disappearance of the queen would be seen as a natural thing. He grinned toothily like a boy, looking much younger, and his green eyes gleamed with the mischievous sparkle of the past.

"Go and rest, and don't forget to let Borges and the queen know the plans of the people, and he will come to inform the Creek and the servants, and the others will want to know.

In some ways, people have to try a little luck, but the rest is on Film!" He laughed out loud, but the sound of Film's descent downstairs didn't seem so confident.

His Majesty Prince is the only child of King Creek and Queen Lust to survive birth.

Some say that the midwife never took good care of the queen and did everything she could to keep her baby alive, while others said that the anxious midwife gave her too many painkillers so that the queen would not have to endure the severe pain of childbirth.

However, only two stillborn babies remained in her womb for more than seven months, and most of the midwives also blamed the queen's misuse of narcotic drugs.

And she always tied the waist knife to her body, and the blade was still facing her abdomen, because it was known to be bad luck for pregnant women who gave birth.

Filmin couldn't sleep. Whenever he pushed his worries about King Creek away, Ariana took over Film's entire mind.

Firin's mind weaves between the group and weaves a cloak of sorrow and anxiety for herself, and she promises that once King Creek and Floya are out of danger, she will find a way to win back Ariana's heart and win her back from the person who snatched her.

After making such a decision, Filin turned over and stared at the darkness.

When he got up, the night was still dark. Filin snuck past the empty stables and sleeping animals, and quietly went upstairs to Borges's room. He heard Filin's footsteps and asked gently, "Are you sure you didn't have nightmares?"

"If anything, he probably won't be able to get rid of this nightmare in his life. Filmin calmly noted.

"I'm starting to feel that way, too. He agreed with Film.

People were talking in the dark, and he was still lying on the bed, while Filin sat on the floor next to the bed and talked to him. Filin didn't bother Borges to get up to light a fire or light a candle, because Filin didn't want anyone to doubt his sudden change of routine.

"To do everything in two days, as he says, means that people want to do everything the first time, so Filmin comes to you first. Can you do it?"

He was silent, and Fihrin couldn't see his face in the dark. "Three sturdy horses, a mule, a palanquin, and supplies for three people must not be discovered. ”

There was silence again, "Filin can't let the king and queen just ride out of the castle gates. ”

"Do you know the alder forest where the big dog and fox used to hide? Let the horses wait there, and the king and Floya will be there to meet you. Filming reluctantly added, "The wolf will lead the way." ”

"They've got to know what you're doing like Film?" he was stunned by the thought.

"Film's resources will be used when he has them. Besides, Film's opinion is different from yours. ”

"How long did it take you to embrace its values as a wolf that licks itself, rolls around in the dirt, goes berserk when the she-wolf is in heat, and thinks only about the next meal?

"A guard?" said Film.

Despite his disapproval, Borges scoffed. "Filmin is serious. He said later.

"I also value kings and queens equally. People have to focus on how to get things done, and I don't have to sacrifice myself to get there. ”

He was silent for a moment. "So, he's going to try to get four animals and a palanquin out of Fort Stag without attracting anyone's attention?" Filin nodded in the darkness, then asked him, "Can you do it?"

He reluctantly said, "It's one or two stable helpers who have won Film's trust, but Filmin doesn't want anyone else to help with this, he doesn't want to see anyone brag about what Filmin told him to do."

But Filin wanted to make the horses look like animals that had been chained together and were about to be transported upstream.

But Film's boys weren't stupid, and Filmin wouldn't let the silly boys work in the stables. Once the news of the king's disappearance leaks out, they will soon find out. ”

"Look for those who worship the king. ”

Borges sighed. "And food. There was no way to bring enough food, only food like a marching army.

So, is he going to prepare winter coats too?"

"No, just prepare your own. Floya will prepare it herself, while Etro will help the king with the dots. ”

"Etro. The name sounded familiar, as if he had heard it a long time ago. ”

"He should have been gone many years ago, and before that people could see him around the castle. ”

"All these years have lived like a shadow. He was surprised by that.

"He's going to go on like this. ”

"You don't have to worry about Filin betraying him. Borges's tone sounded a little hurtful.

"I know. I just ......"

"I know, then, let's go! You've told him enough, he knows what to do. I would be waiting there with my horses and supplies. What time?"

"In the evening, while the banquet is still going on. I don't know, he'll find a way to inform you. ”

He shrugged. "As soon as it got dark, I walked there and waited. ”

"Borges, thank you. ”

"He's the king of Film, and she's the queen of Film, and he does his duty, and he doesn't need you to thank Film. ”

Filin left Borges and crept down the stairs. Filmin walked in the shadows, stretching out every sense to make sure no one was watching Film.

As soon as he had left the stable, he briskly passed through the storehouses, the pens, and the corrals where the poultry were closed, and jumped from shadow to shadow, until I came to the hut in the old place, and the night eye came running out of breath to meet Filin.

What's wrong? Why did you call me here while I was hunting?

He may need you tomorrow night when it gets dark. Can you stay here and not leave the confines of the castle and come while the film is looking for you?

Of course. But why did you bring Filin here and say, you can't be so close to him for this little favor?

As Filin crouched down in the snow, he came over and rested his throat on Filin's shoulder. Filmin hugged it tightly.

Silly boy, it said in a hoarse voice. Let's go now, he'll stay here, and if you need a film, you can come to film.

Thank you.

Filin's brother.

Filmin tiptoed back to the castle, locked the door as soon as he entered the room, and lay down on the bed. A sense of excitement rumbled through the body.

Filin thought that he would not be able to really rest until all the tasks were completed.

In the morning, Film, carrying several scrolls of medicinal herbs, was allowed into the queen's chambers. Flora reclines on a reclining chair in front of the fireplace, looking like a lost wife and anxious new mother.

Filmin could tell that she was exhausted, and that the fall had caused her unexpected pain. She only looked better than yesterday, but Filin still greeted her cordially and explained each herb in great detail, as if everyone present would benefit greatly.

Firin succeeded in getting her maids to quit because they were bored, and she finally sent the remaining three maids to serve tea and pillows, and to Hermes's study to find another scroll of herbs, while little rosemary had already dozed off in a warm corner by the fireplace.

As the rustle of his skirt faded away, he knew he didn't have much time, so he hurried out his plan.

"You will leave tomorrow night after the Crown Prince succession ceremony. Filin told her to continue, "Dress warmly, and don't forget to bring warm supplies, but not too much."

Try to leave the banquet early and return to your bedroom alone, saying that the ceremony and the grief in your heart have exhausted you.

And send away the maids who serve you, saying that you must sleep well, and explain to them that you do not have to come back unless you tell them to.

Lock the door. No, listen to me, time is running out, you have to get ready to leave, stay in your room, someone will come looking for you later. Believe in pockmarked people.

The king will go with you. Believe me. Filin told her eagerly, and then she heard footsteps coming back into the room.

"The rest will be arranged, trust me. ”

Believe it? Filmin doesn't believe things are going to go well. Narcissus brought the pillow, and after a while tea was brought as well.

People talked cordially, and a young maid even flirted with film. Queen Floya told Filin to leave the herb scrolls, and since she was still suffering from back pain, she decided to rest early tonight, perhaps so that she could pass the time before bed. Filmin said goodbye and left.

Etro said to give him the servant.