Kingdom’s Bloodline

Thales walked in the corridor of the Palace of Heroes, feeling depressed. . lwxiaoshuo.

Nicolai is a terrible liar.

He concealed something about King Nun's decision back then, and even about Moral.

Things are already clear: the former White Blade Guard, Lisbane, and the darkroom, these three hold secrets that Thales and even Selma must never know—that is, to a large extent, this secret will affect the latter two. Those who are disadvantaged.

Thales didn't even have to verify whether the terrifying secret that Lombard told him was true.

This is Thales' conclusion.

However……

On the way to the dining room, Thales couldn't help clenching his fists.

However, Dragon Clouds City is facing the most complicated and chaotic situation in six years:

The international situation is about to change, testing the choice of the Grand Duchess;

The Grand Duke in the country is unpredictable, so he waits and sees the position of Dragon Clouds City;

The vassals in the territory are ready to move, coveting the marriage and power of the Grand Duchess;

The haze of King Nun filled the sky, covering the successor of the Dragonlance family.

And the most terrifying opponent - the current king of the dragon kingdom, Charmain Rumba, is secretly holding a sharp knife, sharpening his knife, ready to grab all possible benefits in this imminent storm.

Selma, the lonely and weak girl—Thales felt a little sad when he thought of this—lived among them, facing countless threats.

And those who have always been around her, who she thought could be trusted, whether it is the extraordinary Nicolai or the wily Lisban, have just been proved by Thales: they are not trustworthy.

Thales stood blankly at the door of the dining room, his fists clenched in his palms, and they became tighter and tighter.

In the past six years, all peace has been an illusion, and all leisure has been an illusion. Behind the name Selma, there may be a ruthless deception hidden by the former king.

Before his eyes, Alex's convulsions before being poisoned, and her face gradually losing vitality appeared again.

And Selma,

No, it's a little slick... This is not the life she wanted in the first place, but she was forced to face it all, surrounded by enemies, helpless and helpless, at a loss in the fate that was forcibly arranged.

The most important thing is: she lives in a cage made of lies, completely unaware of the threats around her.

If I hadn't discovered this secret, would Selma have been unaware of this matter, and would have lived as the Grand Duchess until the day when the final truth was cruelly stripped out under the sun?

If that day comes, the day when the conflict in Dragon Clouds City breaks out, the king's sword falls, and the secret of the bloodline is revealed...

How would she, a lonely and helpless girl, bear all this?

Thales let out a painful breath, only feeling depressed and tired of thinking.

She would have had a chance to escape.

It was you, Thales, who asked her to become Selma Walton six years ago.

And now, you, a hostage who can't help but be excluded, what can you do?

what can you do for her

What angle and position should you use to intervene in this struggle that only belongs to Exeter?

what to do.

what to do?

It has been six years, and they are still living under the shadow of dragon blood. It has been six years, and they still cannot escape the palm of King Nuen. It has been six years, and they...

"Prince Thales, do you need help?"

A cold and polite call woke Thales up from his own world.

"Ms. Jinx," Thales put away his thoughts, tried his best to get rid of the heavy state, and looked at Jinx who was standing at the door of the dining room: "Sorry, but..."

Thales looked at the light in the dining room, and vaguely saw the figure of the girl.

"Can we be alone for a while?"

Jinx frowned, and scanned the prince's whole body with scrutinizing eyes, revealing doubts in her eyes.

"The last time it was because the lady was in a bad mood, we can understand," the court lady in charge of the Grand Duchess' daily life said calmly, "But this time..."

"I really need to talk to her alone."

Thales looked at the female officer with the most sincere eyes imaginable: "Please, Ms. Jinx."

"It's very important."

"If you still care about the Grand Duchess, if you know her current situation..."

Thales looked at Jinx steadfastly, with a solemn expression.

This time, Lady Jinx stared at him for a long time.

Like looking at antiques.

"I don't know what happened, Your Highness," finally, the indifferent and rational female officer said softly, with her usual businesslike tone: "But ma'am, she..."

The female officer stopped talking suddenly.

The next second, Jinx made a move the Prince thought she would never do.

She sighed.

For the first time, Thales saw tiredness in the eyes of this well-maintained female officer, and wrinkles appeared in the corners of her eyes.

"She's just a little girl."

Thales lowered his head and nodded slightly: "I know, so..."

"But she is not just a girl," Jinx interrupted him irrefutably, "she is the ruler of Dragon Clouds City."

Thales raised his head and looked at her strangely, feeling that today's female officer is a bit different.

"Many times, it is precisely because of Your Highness's concern, consideration and company that Madam feels that she is safe, so she lets go of her worries and vigilance."

"As a friend, you take care of her and worry about her," the female officer's tone was not as serious as before, but full of helplessness and emotion: "This is her luck."

Jinx's next sentence has an ulterior motive:

"But the problem is, she's not safe."

"She shouldn't feel that way either."

Thales looked at Jinx, momentarily at a loss for words.

"Let's leave now, Prince Thales," the female officer's face returned to her staid expression, as if the previous sensibility was just an illusion, and she bowed slightly: "I wish you and the lady a pleasant meal."

The prince frowned. He suddenly discovered that the conscientious but serious and annoying female officer he knew before had another side.

"Also, the lady is not in a good mood. Today..." Ms. Jinx said in a low voice, extremely cryptic:

"You know, it's been another month since you got kicked in the knee..."

Another month?

Thales was slightly taken aback.

By the time he realized what the other person meant, Jinx had turned and left.

【It is precisely because of Your Highness's concern, consideration and company that Madam feels safe...】

The second prince watched her leave with the two maids with complicated emotions, lowered his head and hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath, tried to adjust his emotions, and stepped into the dining room of the Grand Duchess.

Thelma sat quietly at the table, alone by the lights on either side.

"Wow, lettuce," Thales sat across from the Grand Duchess, looked at the food on the table, and smiled: "I haven't eaten for a while."

Sure enough, the table was full of light food such as vegetables and fruits, and even the broth was hot, which is a rare thing—under the threat of Nicolai, the back kitchen turned cold after repeated inspections of a dish, which is no longer Nothing new.

It's the Grand Duchess' "once a month" recipe.

Thelma looked up from the lamplight, and the Prince couldn't help noticing that she was tired.

So, is it because of physiology, or...

"Hey," the Grand Duchess looked at him with a look that princes don't often see, and the latter couldn't read the meaning: "Tales."

Her voice doesn't seem to carry much emotion:

"You said today that you have something important to tell me?"

Thales exhaled, and the troubles he faced before seemed to come back to his mind instantly.

"Yeah, I, uh..."

Thales, who took a deep breath, came to his mouth, but his mouth was tongue-tied.

He looked at Thelma, who had a slightly gloomy face in front of him, maintaining the most basic polite smile, but suddenly didn't know what to say.

Thelma, you are actually facing a very bad situation, not safe?

Even if you weather the storm, the vassals' forced marriages and Ronnie's fight with the king, you're still in a tough place.

Because, the people you think you can trust are actually lying to you?

You're alone, you're in danger, you've got your biggest secret in your hands?

"Huh?" Thelma's eyes fell on his lips, slightly puzzled.

But Thales frowned, slowly clenched his fists under the table, still smiling but struggling in his heart, not knowing where to start.

Should I tell her the truth? Nicolai and Lisbane were not loyal to her, at least not?

They may be planning a scheme set by King Nun, are you just a puppet at the mercy of others?

Is this playing into Lombard's hands? Want to use me to destroy Dragon Clouds City's internal harmony and the relationship between the ministers?

However... Does Dragon Clouds City still have the so-called "harmony"?

If she doesn't know and has been lied to all the time, will she be hurt more and more seriously when the secret is revealed?

"What’s wrong with you?"

Seeing his silence, Selma asked softly:

"Are you worried about something?"

Finally, Thales let go of his clenched fists and let out a breath.

"As usual, you know, in the outdoor class, I was beaten up by Nicolai," the prince turned his smile into self-deprecating self-deprecating:

"Maybe I should try lime powder next time."

According to the custom, Selma should frown and look at his wound, and then release a smile to respond to the prince's ensuing teasing.

However today...

"No." Thelma looked at him fixedly and shook her head firmly: "It's not because of this."

Thales was slightly surprised, and he cast a questioning look.

"I can feel it."

"Because of something else," Thelma asked sharply. "What are you trying to tell me?"

The second prince looked at the grand duchess with serious eyes, and was silent for a few seconds.

"Listen to me, little slick." Finally, Thales sank down, withdrew his hypocritical smile, and asked in a rather heavy and tired voice, "You have been... the Grand Duchess for six years."

"That's not too short."

Thelma stared at him, the girl turned her head sideways, under the cover of the lamp shadow, unable to distinguish her expression.

She nodded.

"However, in the past six years..." Thales looked at the girl sitting on the hard and wide chair, and thought of her sitting alone in the Hall of Heroes, feeling a little unbearable:

"Are you tired, bored, depressed?"

The girl seemed a little unexpected, she raised her head: "What?"

Thales sighed, and said bravely: "What I mean is, since you took the position of the Grand Duchess, you have been forced to bear the eyes of your vassals, people's suspicions, countless things, There are also intrigues and schemes. The princes are staring at each other, the king has malicious intentions, even Nicolai and Lisban..."

As he spoke, Thales couldn't help but lower his head, feeling a little frustrated.

"I know you don't want all of this." He felt a little guilty: "What's more...you had the opportunity to leave back then, leave that uncomfortable seat."

at this moment.

"I'm scared."

Thales raised his head: "Huh?"

"At that time, when you want to go back to the Palace of Heroes and let me become Selma to save this country," Selma tried to smile under the light, "I was very scared."

"I was thinking that if you wanted to go back and face the Grand Dukes, you probably wouldn't be able to come back."

"And I'm not at all ready to be a grand duchess."

The girl was sitting at the other end of the dining table, her slightly red face reflected against the lights, which seemed out of tune with the solemn decoration around her.

"But you didn't hesitate at the time. You said, with two countries on your back and the fate of so many people on your back, you can't easily walk away and leave a sea of ​​flames behind."

Thales looked at her silently.

His fists were pressed hard against his knees.

"Because you're not afraid."

"So I thought: I can't be afraid either."

Selma raised the corner of her mouth slightly, seeming to be a little surprised with joy: "And you said, you said that you would always be with me and protect me... Just like in the Hall of Heroes back then, you took me away from His Majesty without hesitation. Take me away, and for the past six years, you and Shire have been protecting me..."

"I know, no matter what..."

Hearing this, Thales couldn't bear it anymore, he suddenly raised his head:

"but I can not!"

The Grand Duchess stared in surprise, and looked at the emotional prince in puzzlement.

"I can't protect you."

"You are the grand duchess of Dragon Clouds City, in a chess game that ordinary people can't imagine, and I'm just a prince with no power." Thales thought of Lisban's deliberate rhetoric, and Nicolai's eyes that wanted to cover up, Thinking of the ubiquitous and ever-present tense vigilance and strict monitoring in the Palace of Heroes, he gritted his teeth and said:

"We face too many threats, too many dangers, too many problems."

"Rumba, Ronnie, the counts of Dragon Clouds City, and..."

Thales took a deep breath, struggled and said, "You know, I don't have the ability to protect you at all."

Thelma stared at him blankly, her lips trembling slightly.

Thinking of Jinx's hint, Thales couldn't help adding: "I can't protect you forever—and, even Lisbane and the others..."

The Grand Duchess interrupted him.

"The black sand leader's proposal."

Thales paused:

"What?"

The girl pursed her lips, her face turned pale, and her smile slowly disappeared.

She forced a smile, and murmured: "Charles told me this afternoon: you went to meet the people from Heisha Ling—so that's, that's what you're going to talk to me about today."

Telston had a headache.

"I just," the prince sighed, "Listen, Rumba, he might really try to win you over through me, but I still..."

"Thales," the girl's voice was low and intermittent: "You want to go home, don't you?"

The Grand Duchess's expression reminded Thales of two years ago. At that time, she probably had the same expression when she read the plot of Jasmine, who was going forward indomitably, but died in the rain in the tragic bard "Jasmine's Battle Banner".

"This is the condition the king gave you, to let you go back to the country?" Before Thales could answer, Thelma sneered: "And you feel bored and tired, and you don't want to accompany an ignorant and boring The girl playing the game, so I came here to tell me that you can no longer protect me."

She laughed as if mocking herself: "Is this what you said, 'important thing'?"

Thales' breathing stagnated.

"That's right, a stupid little girl with a weird temper," Thelma lowered her head, "it's annoying."

Thales pressed his forehead in pain: "No, Selma, no, it's not like this, listen to me, what I want to tell you is..."

"You miss home, don't you?" However, the girl didn't seem to be listening to him at all, but said to herself, "If you have the chance, you will leave here without hesitation, leave Dragon Clouds City, and leave the city behind." Leave everything and go home?"

Thales was stunned.

Puttilai asked him the same question.

At that time, his answer was...

"I..." Thales popped out a word, but gritted his teeth firmly.

He was tempted to say no, to reply that he was not homesick, and to soothe her with lies for the time being.

but……

"You know, as long as you're still here," Thales took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly, he could only reply cautiously: "Selma, I won't leave easily."

The girl raised her head slightly.

silence.

"I'm sorry, I'm not in a good mood today." A few seconds later, Thelma seemed to reply slightly, the girl shook her head and smiled reluctantly: "I'm not questioning you—Charles must have treated you very well." Dissatisfied - I'm just... sorry."

She apologized and turned her head away.

"You have been imprisoned here for six full years. You are far away from your relatives and friends, and you are still facing many dangers. The king, the grand duke, the vassals, the people from the North—the people in Dragon Clouds City are not good to you," Searle said. Ma shook her head mockingly, "Of course you want to go home."

"I'm in no position to criticize your thoughts."

She hung her head in despair.

Thales looked at the Grand Duchess in front of him, and suddenly realized that in the six years since she became the Grand Duchess, she seemed to be stepping on thorns all the time, frightened, struggling to survive, and never felt safe and comfortable for a moment.

The prince felt sad.

No.

imprisoned people.

It's not just me.

But I want to tell her that the road ahead of her can only be more difficult, more dangerous, and more...

Suddenly, an impulse and emotion sprouted from the bottom of his heart.

At that moment, the muscles on Thales' arm tightened slightly.

He slowly straightened his chest and raised his head.

"Selma, I'm asking you."

The prince looked at the gloomy girl, and said in the most solemn tone:

"If you had the chance—I mean, 'if' the chance..."

"You, would you like to leave?"

one second.

two seconds.

"What? Me?"

The girl with reddish eyes looked up like a frightened rabbit: "Leave?"

"Well, yes," Thales nodded vigorously, looking straight into Selma's eyes: "Let's leave this city, this country, these disturbances, these dangers, and these boring traps together Trick, leave the fate imposed on you by King Nun!"

At that moment, Selma was completely stunned.

"Leave... go, where are you going?"

I saw Xingchen's second prince standing up from his seat. He leaned his arms on the table and looked at her sharply with a serious expression.

"S-no, little slick, let me ask you again."

"Are you willing to abandon everything now and return to the stars with me?"