Eagle Byzantium

The maid was a little scared. She didn't know whether she should listen to the tall, blue-eyed barbarian in front of her or the medical officers inside. Then she turned her eyes to the emperor's captain of guards behind her and saw Mikhail nodding. Then he turned back.

The medical officer inside shouted and asked why the wine and water had not been brought.

"Anna - no, Your Excellency, Princess, please listen to my advice." Gawain turned sideways and said through the curtain.

After a while, Anna hummed, "Maybe the Varyag barbarians may have unexpected methods." Gawain heard her explanation to the medical officer.

Gawain, who was not in the mood to listen to the medical officer's complaints, walked directly to a couch beside the pillar, looked at it, grabbed the embroidered pillow, pulled out his scimitar, cut it open and took out the feathers inside, flying everywhere. This frightened the maid, but Gawain went his own way. When he was done, he told the maid, "Is there any ice available in the palace this season?"

After Mikhail nodded again, the maid replied that yes, every year the palace would transport unmelted ice and snow from the peaks of Bulgaria and hide it in the cellar for later use.

"Bring it here and stuff some into it." After Gawain threw the deflated pillow to the maid, he came to the curtain again and said to the medical officer in the room, "Please let two other maids come in to replace the eldest princess. Lighter and looser clothes.”

The medical officers inside started making dissatisfied noises again, and Gawain became impatient, "Does any of you want to watch the eldest princess change her clothes?" Before he finished speaking, three or four Greek medical officers immediately lowered their heads and crouched like lightning. They came out one by one, and the two maids came out from He took out clothes from the wardrobe next to the palace, opened the curtain and ran in again, "Find a stove to boil water." Gawain said to the leading maid who still had scars on her face, making her eyes widen, " What, boil water? Do you want to take a bath? "

"Yes, boil water." Gawain gestured, seeing that the other party still didn't understand, "That's it, you get the vessel to hold the water."

The leading maid nodded and soon took out a pure silver pot, "I don't want this, I want that porcelain pot from a foreign country."

It was really delivered. This Brachna Palace is really a gathering of things.

Gawain moved the bathroom shelf and put it on the bottom partition. Then he placed charcoal and firewood underneath. He took out the fire sickle and fired it, then wrapped his scarlet cloak around it. Before picking up his nose, he said, "Come on, keep adding more."

A pillow stuffed with ice cubes was delivered, "send it to be placed under the eldest princess's head." After the water finally boiled, Gawain continued to wrap his hands in his cloak, holding the pot through gritted teeth, and brewed After entering the cup, he kept blowing air to cool down, and complained that there was no such thing here, which made the maid and Mikhail stunned. They didn't understand why he boiled the water and then blew it.

Finally, it was Anna on the other side of the curtain who laughed, "What are you doing? I've been watching you here. The pillow stuffed with ice cubes seems very comfortable."

"Take it in and give it to the eldest princess to drink." Gawain did not answer, but raised one of the warm cups and said to the leading maid, and then he was busy blowing on the next cup.

After drinking several glasses of warm water, the eldest princess' reaction was obvious. Soon the leading maid walked out of the curtain and said, "The eldest princess wants to relieve herself. Please step back thirty feet."

After urinating about two or three times, Anna's condition quickly improved and her body temperature dropped. Gawain asked the maid to change the pillow to a normal and lightweight one. The eldest princess was able to rest half-rely on the bed.

"After the fire boils the water, it actually has such a function?" Mikhail was still looking at the blackened washstand, thinking and gesticulating.

"Your Excellency, Chief of Guards, Princess, please step back sixty feet. Yes, you are the only one." At this time, the leading maid continued to demand.

Mikhail was silent, and then he wisely withdrew from the prescribed distance and stood upright on the corridor at the entrance of the palace, not like a guard sent by the emperor, but more like a lookout.

"Gawain, do you believe that I saw the ghost of Constantine?" Through the curtain, Anna, who had gained strength, asked the maids to retreat to a place where they could not hear the conversation, and then said this.

"I believe you have seen something more terrifying than ghosts..." Gawain followed the palace's previous protection requirements, covered himself in armor, held the sword of phosphorous fire, and sat four or five feet outside the curtain. Sitting on the couch, he replied in a low voice - of course he understood the current situation inside.

Anna was silent, and then she and Gawain seemed to have reached a tacit understanding, not to continue on this topic. She always felt that she and Gawain could understand each other and understand what the other was thinking, "Then will you continue to guard here?"

"Drink more boiled water, and you will be completely recovered in about two days." Gawain changed the second topic, but it was equivalent to giving an answer.

"In other words, you will have to leave in two days at most and go to Apulia?"

"Yes."

"According to you, Damanzi, it seems that tears can also shed heat?" Anna's words were slightly nasal.

"Want to hear something happy?" Gawain raised his head, "Today I received a large amount of 'super angel investment'."

"Super-Angel-Investing, this joke is not funny at all and it wouldn't interest any girl my age."

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Gawain actually laughed, "So I can't live up to the investors' expectations. I have to go to Italy and fight the Normans."

"Got it, come back alive."

After saying this, Anna turned her head and looked at Gawain's shadow on the curtain by candlelight. It was lying in front of her. She felt extremely safe and untied her hair, closed her sleepy eyelids, and fell asleep.

At the same time, Emperor Alexius walked into the house of the chief lady and saw Constantine lying stiffly on the bier in the miserable firelight, wrapped in a shroud according to the traditional Roman custom, with thick powder on his face, coins on his lips, and various holy pendants and ornaments around his neck. Malena sat next to him with her eyelashes drooping and her face pale.

"I will enter the convent after burying Constantine."

"Why do that? I will ask the Patriarch for approval and give John to you as your adopted son." Alexius suppressed his pain and walked to the bier. He no longer cared how Constantine died. Anyway, he was such a poor child. In addition, at this time, he was actually a little happy in his heart. Although Constantine was very miserable, without him, the order of the empire seemed to be at peace. At least he had one less layer of worry in his heart, so it was natural to give Malena proper comfort.

"This is also the biggest compensation. I have always, no, I have already regarded John as my own child." Malena, who was wearing mourning clothes and a veil, seemed to finally have some expression, and her eyes began to redden.