Eagle’s Glory

"Your Highness, thank you for giving me confidence."

After hearing Aigron's words, Teresa lowered her eyes slightly, feeling a little embarrassed.

"You are too kind. I should thank you."

While speaking, she slightly bent her knees, "It is indeed a pretty good memory to have a dance partner like you when facing the world for the first time."

After speaking, the two said goodbye temporarily and went to rest.

Aigron walked to the dining table first, took a few cakes and snacks from it and ate them slowly.

He didn't eat much for dinner, and just now he consumed a lot of energy while dancing, so he was hungry.

Just as he was eating his meal like no one else, a middle-aged man in uniform walked up to him.

He looked aside subconsciously, and found that it was his stepfather, Earl Nepeg.

The earl nodded towards him with an appreciative and gratified smile on his face.

"Your Highness, your performance is better than I expected."

"Really?" Aigron asked back calmly, "I thought I was just trying to keep myself from making a fool of myself."

"You are too humble. Even by the standards of adults, your performance tonight is still remarkable, not to mention that it is the first time you have formally attended a similar occasion, which is even more difficult." Nepeg The earl looked at the young man approvingly, "You are not stage frightened when encountering major events. Your calm and unhurried demeanor is really commendable."

"You're embarrassing me." Aigron wiped his hands with a napkin after eating the cake. "It's a pity that it's not you who have the power to decide, but the father and daughter."

"It's hard to say what happened to Grand Duke Karl, but Princess Teresa should be quite happy. I have been paying attention to you just now, and Her Royal Highness laughed several times."

"So what?" Aegron asked back. "Everyone knows how to be polite these days."

"Princess Teresa is different from ordinary people. Although she is very polite to others, her personality is too weak. It is not easy to see her smile." Earl Nepeg shook his head, "So look at it as a bystander , I think Her Royal Highness has a very good impression of you, and you are a good match... I advise you to work harder in the future, it should be very promising."

Aigron did not follow him in a surge of emotion. He had already made up his mind on this matter, and he didn't need others to point him out.

"Why are you so happy? Logically speaking, what happens to me has nothing to do with you." He asked calmly.

The middle-aged man was a little surprised by the young man's indifferent attitude, and after a while, he sighed helplessly. "As I have said before, I hope you will reconcile with Her Majesty Luisa, and...Although you don't think much of me, after all, I don't think I can let you go and ignore you, even if we can't put the empire Give it back to you, but at least try to make your life a little more comfortable."

"So this is pity for me?" Aegron asked back.

"If you want to understand it that way, you can." The count nodded. "What's wrong with pitying a child who has lost so much like you? Even if his surname is Bonaparte, he is still my stepson."

Seeing the earl's sincere gaze, Aigron nodded slightly.

"Okay, I accept your argument."

Then, he shrugged again, "The grievance between me and my mother is our own business, and we will solve it in our own way. Since you are so sincere, I don't mind being more polite to her. But that's all - but even so, I am still very grateful for your kindness. I wish you a happy life together and your children grow up healthily. If I can be of any help in the future, I will. "

"Thank you." The count smiled again.

Aigron picked up a wine glass from the side,

Leisurely poured the wine, and then poured another wine glass.

"Shall we have a drink?"

"It's a great honor." The count was a little surprised at first, but soon happily took the wine glass from him. "Your Highness, toast to your glorious future!"

The two clinked glasses with each other, and then Aigron picked up the glass and took a sip,

The scarlet and bitter wine slowly slides down the tongue into the esophagus, bringing a long aftertaste.

"Your Highness, one sip is enough for you." Just when Aigron wanted to have another sip, the count advised him, "You will have another dance with Your Highness later."

"It's okay." Aigron didn't obey the other party, but picked up the glass and took another sip, "This will not make me inconvenient."

The count looked at the young man with a little anxiety, "Your Highness, with all due respect, you seem to be too calm today, without any sense of urgency at all... Don't really think that there is only one candidate for Princess Teresa, right? Don't forget that there are plenty of people." Happy to be the son-in-law of Grand Duke Karl."

"Of course I won't be arrogant to that extent, and I didn't even count on it from the beginning." Aigron shook his head, "I have nothing, even if I bow my knees, it won't make me more attractive, so why should I be timid? What should belong to me will always belong to me; what should not belong to me, even if it is hard to pursue? Princess Teresa can make her best choice, but I don’t just beg her to favor one There is a way to go. I just need to be myself, whether she likes it or not is her business."

Having said that, Aigron also knew that he just took this planned marriage as a cover to deceive outsiders, so he didn't have any urgency, but just showed a gesture calmly.

It's natural to restrain yourself for the one you love, if you don't want to, it's just because you don't love enough.

"You...you are too strong." The count wanted to persuade him again, but he didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Of course, I don't want to ruin Your Highness's beautiful night." Aigron smiled again and raised his glass again, "So, sir, let's have another sip. I'll stop here, so you're satisfied now, right? ?”

"Okay!" The earl finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the crisp sound of the glass colliding sounded again.

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For many it was a good night, or at least a pleasant one, while for others it was a nightmare.

As a member of the royal family, of course Her Royal Highness Princess Sophie also attended the dinner in full dress today.

On weekdays, she is often the core figure of this kind of banquet, enjoying the attention and envy of everyone, but today's protagonist is not her.

At this moment, she was sitting in the corner of the hall, allowing herself to be ignored and forgotten.

She was wearing a luxurious long dress, and she was holding a fan in her hand. The small and exquisite ivory folding fan would be handled lightly by the owner on weekdays, but at this moment, it is suffering terrible damage—His Royal Highness’s slender fingers squeezed it tightly The folding fan in his hand, the back of his hand, which was already white, looked even paler now, revealing the master's upset.

Her gaze had been watching the dancers' footsteps on the dance floor just now, and it wasn't until the dance came to an end that she seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

She felt a little parched, so she picked up the wine glass and took a sip, but these wines from Italy made her feel so bad that she wanted to vomit.

Once again, she misses those white wines produced in her hometown very much.

"Your Highness, what's the matter with you? Are you uncomfortable?" asked the female attendant next to her.

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine." Sophie replied coldly,

Being treated so indifferently by Her Royal Highness, the female officer was naturally upset, but she actually guessed why Her Royal Highness was so upset.

So, she secretly applauded Princess Teresa in her heart, and hoped that she would make persistent efforts tonight, and it would be best to drive this difficult His Majesty mad.

"Teresa's dance is really good..." Princess Sophie just calmed down a little when she heard a sigh from beside her. "Sophie, what do you think?"

Princess Sophie was suddenly furious again, she turned her gaze, and found that the person talking to her was Eggron's mother and her eldest aunt, Grand Duchess Louisa.

Even if she was angry, she couldn't express it face to face. Sophie could only suppress her anger and nodded lightly, "Well, it's really a good dance, Your Highness. As a girl who just entered the social world , it’s not easy to be so calm.”

"Yeah, it's not easy to have such a calm mind at such a young age." Grand Duchess Luisa nodded, "However, I feel that it's also because of having a good dance partner - I feel that Franz The performance is also very good, what do you think? I hope it is not my illusion."

"He just performed as he should, and there is nothing to praise." Princess Sophie replied indifferently, without showing any joy or anger. "After all, you have high hopes for him, right?"

"Yes, I do hope that he will be honored to be Teresa's husband--" Luisa nodded again, "And after I read it, I really think they are a good match, Sophie, what do you think? "

This question completely angered Sophie, and she sensed the other party's intentions.

"What do you mean by asking me this?" She asked coldly, "I didn't know my feelings were so important."

"Of course it's very important." Luisa nodded. "After all, most people here know that you mean a lot to Franz, and he should listen to your opinions."

"So, what do you want me to say?" Princess Sophie asked bluntly.

"Sophie, don't look at me like that, I have no hostility towards you." Luisa shook her head lightly, "I think you know, I have been working hard to make things happen tonight... I hope Franz has a Bright future, if you have the same expectations for him, you should know what to do. I don't have any complaints against you, I just hope everyone is better..."

Sophie gently opened the folding fan, then squeezed it hard.

A crisp sound of "pop" interrupted Luisa's words.

"Better? Who is better? Has anyone asked you for instructions?" She looked at the Grand Duchess Luisa coldly. "We know how to deal with the matter between me and Aigron, and we don't need anyone to give us pointers!"

As soon as she said this, she became more and more angry, "Besides, after so many years of being alone and alone, he didn't even smile much. It was only after I came that he was always happy! When I took care of him, Teresa wasn't there. You didn’t seem to be there either; you weren’t there when I was relaxing with him; you weren’t there when he was injured, and you even forgot about it, but I figured out how to take care of him! Now what qualifications do you have to pretend to be a loving mother?! "

Being so angrily reprimanded by her, Louisa lost her smile for a while.

"So what do you think?"

"We will settle our affairs by ourselves. Take care of yourself, Your Highness." After Sophie finished speaking, she stood up and walked away.

[The deformed jaw inherited from Habao seems to be a genetic disease of the male line. Women seem to have basically no similar facial disorders, and children born to women who marry outside basically have no similar problems (such as the queen of King Louis XIII of France and the queen of Louis XVI All belong to the Habsburg family, but none of the heirs born have obvious facial deformities), and even if they are male heirs, not all of them are like this.

So stop talking about the chin, Archduke Karl is very healthy and Teresa is very healthy! 】