"Are you feeling okay now? Christine. ”

The bright sunlight of the early morning was cut into countless debris through the hollowed-out windows.

They poured over the mirror-like marble, and between the shifts of light and shadow were the sound of doors being opened.

The Emperor, dressed in civilian clothes, walked in slowly.

"Father, I'm fine."

"Don't worry about me, you should go and see your mother more."

In the pure white silk quilt, Christine only popped out with one head.

Seeing that it was his father walking over, a shallow smile appeared on his pale little face, which seemed to have no color.

Her smile was like fragile porcelain, as if a few cracks would appear at the slightest touch.

But the dark blue black eyes bloomed with a look that was enough to compete with the early sun.

"I ......"

The Emperor looked at Christine's pale smile and suddenly stopped.

Even in the face of the danger that could bring down himself and his country, he never felt so nervous.

Especially that father, who stripped him of his identity as the controller of a huge empire.

At this moment, he is a simple father in front of his daughter.

"It's your father who didn't protect you."

"I've been to see your mother, and she's not hurt in any way."

"But ......"

Under Christine's uneasy and frightened eyes, the Emperor hesitated for a moment, but still spoke.

"The court doctor said that her spirit seemed to be greatly stimulated, so instinctively blocked out what happened last night."

He wanted to ask Christine if she knew what happened last night, but after thinking about it, she didn't ask.

Last night, his men had spotted them on a hillside.

At the same time, the heinous sins committed by Grand Duke Camaron were discovered.

Thinking of that possible consequence, the Emperor's eyes suddenly filled with ice blue.

But he saw his daughter lying on the bed, and the ice color slowly faded.

"Father's ......"

Christine called softly, and the Emperor slowly walked over to her bedside.

"Why don't you sit down?"

In an almost coquettish tone, the emperor had no choice but to move a chair and sit down.

Christine's eyes looked at the Emperor's already white hair, and there was a sudden sadness in her smile.

But then he retracted, and looked over the emperor's head at the sparrows bouncing on the window railing.

Outside the window, there was the sound of gurgling water.

In this winter, which is cold enough to freeze over, the royal fountain is still functioning normally.

Christine seemed to think of something, and her eyes couldn't help but be a little empty.

"Father, do you know?"

"I had a long, long dream during this period of deep sleep."

"In my dreams, I am no longer a princess, but the daughter of an ordinary family."

"For the first time, I learned what it was like to be hungry as recorded in books."

“……”

She was born a noble princess, and from birth to the present, she has almost responded to her needs.

It can be said that I have never experienced a real feeling of hunger.

But when the country is shattered, one's identity is no longer useful, but a burden.

Christine experienced the warmth and coldness of the human world.

It wasn't the civilian life I imagined in the ivory tower.

The reason why she said this to the emperor was to give him a preventive shot.

Leave excuses for a change in your personality.

Christine told him a lot, but she didn't really reveal what happened in her past life.

The Emperor sat in his chair and listened quietly to her chatter.

It wasn't until he saw that Christine seemed to be a little tired of talking that he slowly got up and went to deal with some things.

"Father, you go and deal with things first."

"Whatever decision you make, I'll be behind you."

The Emperor looked at Christine with an encouraging smile, and was a little distracted for a while.

He nodded silently, then walked out of the room without saying a word.

"Squeak-"

Christine looked at the slowly closing door, her eyes a little lost.

She seemed to see a virtual crown on her father's head, in the same style as she had kicked into the weeds in her previous life.

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Although he did not wear it on the top of his head, in fact the power and responsibility of this crown were firmly bound to him.

He was the ruler of an empire first, and then his father and husband.

The Emperor must have dealt with Grand Duke Camaron now.

Christine looked at the bouncing sparrows, as if there was no annoyance, free and easy.

But who knows that they will also worry about their daily hunger.

In her previous life, she hated her father because he couldn't protect her mother.

Even now, Christine won't change her mind.

At most, he has been in exile for many years and can understand his approach.

In his previous life, because the emperor had nothing to favor, he could only retreat one after another.

But now, Christine has handed the knife into his hands.

This time, "justice" and "truth" are also on his side.

Needless to say, the outcome is needless to say.

Christine shook her head, no more thoughts.

Then his eyes slowly narrowed, and he gradually fell asleep.

It was the first time she had the most restful sleep she had after decades of fear.

……

"Camaron Edwards!"

There was an unmistakable tone in his calm voice.

In the vast council chamber, the midday sun shone through the skylight and draped over the three judges.

At this moment, they are like God's messengers, making the final judgment on the wicked.

"Do you have any objection to the sacrifice of the queen and princess last night?

”

The archinquisitor in the middle had a serious expression, and even faintly could see some anger.

"I ......"

One knelt in the center of the hall, surrounded by aristocrats watching the trial.

This is the court of the nobility.

Camaron no longer has the aristocratic demeanor of his past.

His hair was disheveled, his hands and feet were heavily shackled, and his eyes were blank, like withered weeds, and he was as silent as ashes.

The aristocrats who were watching were silent, without a trace of noise and noise.

It's hard to believe that they feasted with this man yesterday, or even curry favor with him.

In the face of the inquisitor's questioning, Camaron did not raise his head to defend himself, but only thought numbly in his heart.

He couldn't figure it out, obviously they were going to reap this stage of victory even though they were fine yesterday.

How did things turn around so far.

When will I take the queen and princess away as sacrifices?

Obviously, they were the ones who performed the sacrifice.

With the hammer falling heavily

"Since there are no objections!"

"Then Camaron Edwards will be hanged!"

"Drag people out!"

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