Engagement 1

The city of Mister finally quieted down, which can be seen from the quietness of the slums, the Xitai killers who originally shuttled through the streets and alleys have finally weakened, and a large number of blood clans gathered in Mister have also left, as Lorenzo deduced before, they will naturally leave if they can't find the bone qin, and even Moro can see this change, not only the proportion of people in black outside the window has finally decreased, but also because the haze on Lorenzo's face has finally dissipated in the past two days.

"It's finally quiet outside, can you go out?" She stood in front of the window and saw that there was a lot less turmoil outside, and finally a smile appeared on her face.

"Wait." One sentence extinguishes all the excitement.

As he spoke, there was a knock on the door, and Lorenzo came in in a low voice, and it was a guard who came in.

"Your Highness, Lord Leonard, please return to Van Zhuo City."

"Did you say anything?" He didn't lift his eyes, and the pen in his hand didn't stop.

"No, Your Highness."

"Got it."

The guards had already withdrawn, and Lorenzo glanced at her with a look that Moro didn't quite understand, and said, "Then I'll go back to the secret party." ”

"Hmm." She nodded and smiled, then added, "I'm not leaving." ”

It is still a long corridor with an arch structure, because the sky is too high and solemn, the castle of the Decelli family in the main city of Fanzhuo is very depressing, and people who enter here can't help but put away their voices, so at this moment there is nothing else except his own footsteps, step by step he knows very well what he is heading towards, what he wants to decide, what he wants to experience with Morro. The tall stone door at the end of the corridor was carved with the same lion belonging to Fanzhuo and the Decelli family, representing power and power, and finally he reached the door, and the two heavy doors slowly opened, and Leonard, who was sitting in the right place, with his right hand supporting the armrest of the stone seat, seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time.

"Your Excellency." He had bowed slightly.

"Hmm." Leonard answered.

"Did you call me?"

"Engaged." Straightforward enough and concise enough.

"How do you know I'm willing?"

"How can you kiss her if you don't want to? Rusfan at the wedding. Leonard didn't beat around the bush and acquiesced directly to what he sent someone to follow.

"It's just a show for you."

"Then let's get to the end."

Lorenzo gave Leonard a noncommittal look and didn't speak.

"Cyril and his daughter will be there soon."

"Yes."

As he spoke, the stone door opened again, and sure enough, it was Cyril and Tracy who followed him.

"It seems that His Highness Lorenzo has already decided." Tracy spoke first, a gentle smile from her fiancée on her delicate face.

Lorenzo remained expressionless, "That's right. ”

"The engagement date is the seventeenth of next month, how?" Leonard had already spoken, and then continued, "The engagement can be earlier, and as for the date of the wedding, we can book it slowly." Leonard had already made his attitude, and had apparently discussed it with Cyril, but it was just a formality.

"I'm okay with that." Lorenzo was still cold, bowing slightly, "Then I will thank Prince Cyril for taking care of me." ”

"That's natural, since Tracy is engaged to you, then Bruch will naturally be on your side, provided you can't hurt her." A warning from the father.

"I should be like that." Lorenzo is coloring.

"That's good."

"You young people stand down first, Prince Cyril and I still have something to say."

"You've decided?" Cyril spoke first.

"Naturally, my position Lorenzo should be much more suitable, otherwise I wouldn't let Lorenzo get engaged to your daughter." Leonard looked at the door, his voice empty.

"Aren't you afraid of offending the Makavi?" Cyril narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Leonard.

Leonard chuckled, "That's Rusfan's own choice for McCarvey to repeat the same mistakes, not mine." ”

"Now that the situation is tense, can you consider transferring Lorenzo back to the Secret Party, and familiarize yourself with it first."

"Soon."

"As long as Lorenzo wins in the end, I can pay any price." Cyril said.

"No one can say for sure what will happen in the end." Leonard gave an unfathomable smile, "But I bet on Lorenzo." ”

As if receiving some kind of clearest hint, Cyril put away his surprise and spoke slowly, "Then I'll thank Lord Leonard for all of Bruch." ”

Outside the door, Lorenzo leaned against the stone columns, curled up one leg, lit a cigarette, and listened to Tracy speak slowly, "It seems that Your Highness has decided to make a deal with me." ”

"It's just an engagement." He took a cold breath, looking uninterested.

"Oh? So what else does His Highness Lorenzo have in mind? Tracy raised her eyebrows, but her heart trembled slightly.

"Miss Tracy, no one is sure that day it will come."

"Then I will await the good news of His Highness Lorenzo, and I hope it will not disappoint me." Tracy smiled playfully, "Seriously, if it weren't for my early sweetheart, we could really be husband and wife." ”

"I didn't expect that."

"What didn't you expect?"

"Do you really want to be married to me?" There's a strange look on Tracy's face, but she finally smiles and says, "No, it's not a good thing to break someone's feelings." ”

"It's good that you know. This allows us to start trading in earnest. ”

Tracy looked at his deep blue eyes, and for the first time felt that this man was so terrifying.

"You've removed your people?" It was Roland who was questioning.

"It's just that the part of the blood clan has been reduced, and most of what is left is human." Adler laughed, "I really didn't expect this little slut to be so powerful, just such a big city, where can she run?" I sometimes wonder if you hid her? Adler still showed his trademark charming smile, as if any man could melt into her charming smile and not want to come out.

"How can you think that?" Roland was unmoved by the smile, because he knew very well that behind the smile was the poison that would kill him.

"With your feelings for her, it's not like you can't do this kind of thing." She bit her lower lip and looked so charming.

"Nope." Again, the answer is two simple words.

"Of course, you shouldn't be the kind of person who gets carried away by feelings, it's just that that person is Mo Luo, so I'll have to think about it." She said Moro in a clearly bad tone.

"Don't think about it, my request is just not to hurt her, and for the rest, I'll take care of the overall situation as much as possible."

"That's right, I don't think I'm picking the wrong person to work with."

"Who to work with? I always thought you were working with Mistress Eliad. Roland's sarcasm was untraceable, with an unkind look in his eyes.

"Eliade? Oh, and so did he. Adler smirked, "But now I'm leaning more towards you and Bowen." She got up and looked back, "You've been looking for so long, it shouldn't be a hassle to find someone with your talent." ”

"Unfortunately, I didn't find it."

"That's a pity, well, it's better to compare who can find that little slut first, you find the bone qin to mine, Mo Luo to you, the puppet also belongs to you, I found the bone qin to me, Mo Luo to me, the puppet to you, of course you are also mine." She laughed heartily, "If I find it first, I can't guarantee what will happen to Morro." ”

"You've got a good idea." Roland gritted his teeth.

"Don't worry, I'll just give her to Eliad." She still had a smile on her face, but there was a hint of ruthlessness in her eyes, "What Eliad does with her when the time comes, it's not up to me." ”

"Let's find it first, now there is no last taste of her in the city."

"She's not in Mister?"

"Perhaps."

The days that followed became uneventful again, and Moro was happy with this dull life, and time slowed down again, except that Lorenzo had been busy lately, always going out, and always looking hurried.

"Lately, busy?" Moro finally couldn't help but ask.

"Well, I've been a little busy lately, and it might continue for a while." He couldn't help but reach out and stroke her soft hair.

"Okay then."

"I'm going to take you out after this while, I've stopped a lot outside lately." Lorenzo smiled at the disappointment on her face.

She smiled, then picked up the diary and looked at it slowly.

"Why, this diary doesn't look like I can't read enough."

"It's my mother's diary, I got it by accident, and I just want to know about my mother." Her fingers ran over the yellowed handwriting on it, like a treasure.

"I'm afraid you're too bored, there are a lot of books on the shelves."

"New?"

"Well, look, I'm leaving."

Leonard has been calling him back more and more recently, mostly boring banquets and some decision-making meetings, and the people of the secret party are becoming more and more aware of the status of this bastard in the secret party. He was tired of dealing with all kinds of visitors on all occasions, although he always went back to Mister at the first time when he was free, and he would come back no matter how late it was, and most of the time he was already asleep when he returned, but he was still holding on until he returned, and sometimes he was already asleep when he went back, with a book in his hand, perhaps accidentally falling asleep while reading.

He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the side of her sleeping face, if it was still a child, he lowered his head and kissed her eyebrows, and turned to leave, but she grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Don't go."

When he turned around, he saw a pair of slightly aggrieved eyes.

"I haven't seen you in days."

"I come back every day."

"Would it be nice to stay a little longer?"

He sat down and looked at her helplessly and dotingly.

"Hold on for a few more days, and I'll take you out, okay?"

"Okay."

For several days Lorenzo did not even come back, and Molo waited for him to come back every time, each time until he fell asleep. To pass the time, I only read books, flipped through a few new books over and over again, and even looked through some inexplicable notices in the daily newspaper, and finally simply stood by the window to watch the scenery.

A week later, on the last day of the month, Lorenzo still did not return, and when he woke up in the morning to find that there was no newspaper on the desk, he rang the bell, and soon there was a knock on the door.

"What do you command?"

"Isn't there a newspaper this morning?" She asked casually.

"Hmm...... Yes. A strange look appeared on the man's face.

"The newspaper has a little blood."

"Okay, please wait."

Soon there was another knock on the door, and she opened it again, but it was a different person, "You want newspapers and blood." ”

"Thank you." She was about to close the door, only to find that there was only one newspaper.

"Wait, is there only a daily newspaper of Sarbaate? No Camarilla Communiqué? ”

"I'm sorry I was negligent, please wait."

There was another knock on the door, this time there was no substitution, just a Kamarilla communiqué, and she was about to say thank you, but the man disappeared.

She closed the door and walked in, but the first thing she read was the Sabaate Daily, nothing special, nothing special, it was nothing more than a new bill passed within the Demon Party, which was about the openness of the lower blood clan in politics and the bill on regulating blood prices, such as allowing animals to replace human blood, and allowing animals to be raised, etc., the lower blood clan has not only graduated from the Ales Military Academy, but also organized elections for the House of Commons, etc., in short, the Demon Party is developing for the better, and it is not easy to make this change, Of course, she should believe that Eliad will rule the demon party well, and this is not something she should worry about.

It doesn't take long to read a newspaper, and she has to read it quickly while she has something new, and suddenly she can't pass the boring day. She seemed to understand why all the attendants had a strange look on their faces this morning, because the front page of the daily Camarilla newspaper was that the Duke of Lorenzo and Tracy, the eldest daughter of Prince Bruch, were engaged on the 17th of the following month.

There is even a photo of Lorenzo and Tracy kissing deeply outside Rusfan's wedding under this news, although she can't see Lorenzo's face clearly, but this is the Camarilla Bulletin, everything is released under the instructions of the secret party, there is no need to doubt the authenticity of this photo, not to mention that she can recognize that the back will not be someone else.

The buzzing of her brain made her dizzy.

She sat on the couch for a long time.

So why he's always coming back late late, and why he's been so busy lately. She also understands what Bruch's status is for the secret party, the core of a party, the clan with military power, is much better than a rebel of the demon party. She wanted to deceive herself, and what did she deceive herself. She is extremely sober, what she and he have always been reluctant to mention, what she has been avoiding - the future. I can't even guarantee what will happen in the next month, and I will promise him the future. She has always known, but she doesn't want to think about it, maybe they understand each other, but they don't want to find out this too cruel fact, how can the people of the Demon Party and the secret party be together?

Although the Secret Party and the Demon Party have been in an alliance for nearly 600 years, that does not mean that the Blood World is open enough for the rulers of the Secret Party and the Demon Party to intermarry.

She wanted to run away from Ales, this was indeed the best time, she knew it in her heart, but even if she didn't stay with him as Morro Ales, she didn't have any reason to ask him to give up everything in the secret party, she knew very well his abilities and his ambitions.

In fact, the relationship between him and her was still too easy to tear up, and she always knew it, but she kept deceiving herself.

He doesn't seem to have any qualifications to drag him down, he says that he has to climb higher, the restraint will be smaller, and it is tiring to live as an illegitimate child.

She sat quietly, without the slightest movement as if she was petrified, after sitting for a while, she stood up and took an envelope knife from the desk, cut it heavily along the lines of her palm, she frowned in pain, and then threw the knife aside, and the hand that was originally holding the knife reached into the wound on the palm of her hand and took out a bat with a fiery red body as if it was burning. She wrote a few words on the palm of her hand with blood, asking the bat to suck the blood from her palm, she opened the window, picked up one of his hairs with her bloodstained fingers and touched the invisible membrane, it was Lorenzo's enchantment, opened a small opening, and let the bat out. After cleaning up the mess by the window, she slowly picked up the two newspapers on the table, lit the fire, the flames flickered, and soon burned the two newspapers to ashes, she put away the ashes and walked into the bathroom, turned on the water flow, and watched the water wash the pile of ashes into a whirlpool and finally disappear.

But at this time, the door suddenly opened, and in front of the huge mirror was his anxious face.

She put away her emotions and smiled softly at him in the mirror, her tone was as usual: "You're back, it's so early today." ”

The light was like day, her face became so soft, and the light in her eyes was like the sun hanging high in the blue sky on a summer day, she just smiled, but did not look back.

"Don't laugh like that, I can't stand it."

She suddenly turned back and kissed him on the mouth, "I miss you." ”

"Huh?"

"I miss you so much." She had never been so active, her hands around his neck, almost hanging on him, her kiss was a little crazy, making him slightly stunned, and then even more crazy to respond to her kiss.

"I ...... too Missed you. His kiss fell more intensely, to every part of her body, and she seemed to be more eager to untie his neckline and leave a mark on his chest. He slammed again and again, so hot that it was unlike every one before it, and she clasped his back and wrapped it around him, like two vines that had been entangled since birth, life and death had to be together. Another impact, let her hum softly, as if the souls were all colliding together, the souls of the two people collided and glued together into a complete one, she did not allow him to have a little sign of quitting, but buckled tighter, and then walked towards the climax together in this heat and passion.

In a brief respite, he heard her whispered postscript.

"Tomorrow I want to go to Mont Saint-Victoire."