RLAAQ - Chapter 14 Belladonna And Gooseberry
Refusing Love As A Queen
The atmosphere suddenly became weird.
The most noble woman in the Empire and the most powerful man in the Empire now stood face to face, confronting each other angrily. When Dalton's words came out without thinking, something that had been deliberately avoided was exposed in the air.
The Queen's slender fingers tightly grasped the white cotton cloth spread on the table.
Dalton stood upright, his gaze falling on the void as if there was something worthy of his attention, but his slightly twitching lips revealed what was raging and struggling beneath his cold face...
It wasn't worth it, he was the New God. The leader of the sect is the new Marshal of the Empire. He shouldn't say so easily about participating in the battle...
Does he really think of himself as a stupid knight?
He felt the Queen's eyes searching for something on his face.
According to the story of the romantic poet, at this moment he should go over and kneel down on one knee, kiss the Queen's hand, and swear that he will wipe out all enemies for her - Gods above, even the nobles have long abandoned their oaths in the stinking ditch, where can this day be? It was a commoner's turn to be a knight...
So, according to the story of cruel history, he should apologize for his impulsiveness at this moment, tell the Queen that she did a good job, and continue to make the Prince of the Root Empire fascinated by her.
He was silent and motionless.
Adele withdrew her gaze, took a step back, and sat back on the chair.
"That's right."
Adele took the hair that had just been spread out with her hands and pushed them back.
Dalton didn't want to look at her, but the ring on her hand reflected the bright light, which made his eyes move involuntarily. She missed a strand of hair, hanging down by her ears, swaying gently, just like its owner, beautiful, stubborn, and unpredictable.
"Tell me about the Yager Kingdom."
Adele's voice was still dry after an argument, which made her look a bit fragile. She soon discovered this herself and reached out to pick up the black currants from the crystal dish on the table.
The maids carefully washed these small purple-black fruits, each of which has a particularly attractive color in the crystal plate. The blackcurrants, which ripen in August, are so delicious that Kelly thoughtfully ices them.
One or two gooseberries were particularly sweet.
Adele's fingers paused, she glanced at Dalton and continued to pick up the gooseberries on the plate with her fingertips and put them into her mouth as if nothing had happened.
Dalton didn't notice anything strange about her.
"The Yager fleet is docked in the Bay of Heaven. The King of the Tuva dynasty has passed away. Emperor Root supports his cousin in seizing the throne. When the alliance is officially confirmed, John VI will have to move back the fleet - if he doesn't want to let his cousin seize the throne. The Tuva Principality fell into the hands of the Root Empire."
His eyes moved from the missing strand of hair to the queen's lips.
When she is thinking and restraining her emotions, she will unconsciously bite her lips with her teeth. The "ravaged" lips will often become more plump and plump as a result. This little habit seems to have been retained from her childhood, making her look less indestructible.
The juice of black currant stained the Queen's lips, adding a touch of witch-like mystery to the petal-soft lips. Dalton watched as she brought a small fruit to her lips... On that day in front of the colonnade of the statue, their breaths had blended together.
When Dalton realized he was thinking about that bloody kiss, he suddenly looked away from the Queen's lips, as if he had encountered a sharp thorn.
"The Principality of Tuva..."
The Queen frowned, thinking about something. The berries fell from the Queen's hands and fell to the ground.
Dalton turned his head and saw the Queen's eyes with blurred pupils in the sun. A terrible premonition came, and Dalton rushed to the Queen's side and grabbed the Queen's hand.
The Queen's body temperature is rising rapidly, her breathing is as rapid as a cat's, and her cheeks are turning an abnormal blush. Sweat soaked Dalton's shirt in an instant. He pinched the Queen's chin with one hand, forcing her to open her mouth, and pressed his hand on her back, which was also soaked in cold sweat.
"Spit it out!"
Dalton shouted, never knowing that he could make such a frightened and panicked sound.
"Quick! Spit it all out!"
Prince Arthur...the Old God Sect...
She was dizzy, while thinking about these words, Adele made sure to hear the chaotic footsteps and then shouted at Dalton before lost consciousness.
After just a few minutes, the entire summer palace was boiling.
***
Heinrich quickly led several doctors carrying heavy boxes through the corridors of the palace.
The head of the noble family, who had always been difficult to discern his emotions and anger, was sweating on his forehead. His upper and lower teeth were clenched tightly, and every line on his face was tense. The doctors following him almost had to run to keep up with him. But no doctor dared to complain.
Dalton's musketeers have completely sealed off the entire summer palace. Even a fly trying to break out at this moment will be smashed to pieces by hundreds of bullets at the same time.
The nobles staying in the palace stayed in their rooms nervously. No one dared to act rashly and could only wait anxiously for further news. Or nervous, or fearful, or excited...the palace conspiracy has arisen again.
The dangerous whirlpool carries a new round of storms and sweeps everyone away.
Just now, the first Queen of the Roland Empire, Adele Roland, encountered another fatal danger.
"Hurry up!"
Heinrich pushed open the door and rudely urged the doctors he brought.
At a glance, the doctors saw the Queen lying on the bed. Her hair was soaked with cold sweat, and strands were stuck to her forehead and neck. The high temperature made her pale cheeks turn an extremely abnormal blush, and her breathing was so rapid that everyone's heart skipped a beat. Death could take the young Queen away at any time.
"It's Belladonna,"
The experienced doctors whispered.
Belladonna.
This word was confirmed by the doctors, and the color drained from the faces of everyone in the room.
Belladonna is a fruit that looks very similar to blackcurrant, but if the latter is a gift from God to the world, then the former is a gift from the devil to witches. The two plants bloom and bear fruit at similar times, and even the fruits look very similar, both are purple-black berries.
But it only takes two small belladonnas to kill a lively child. Adults need a little more, but not too much.
Belladonna has long been a favorite among conspirators. A whole plate of blackcurrants mixed with belladonna makes it difficult to tell the difference, but it can easily dispatch stubborn political opponents. Adele is not the first person to be threatened by the "devil" fruit belladonna, and she will never be the last.
"Belladonna...Gooseberry...no!"
Kelly trembled. As if she thought of something, she let out a shrill and angry wail and rushed toward the door.
"Bly! Bly! It's him!"
Bly, Kelly's husband, is responsible for the daily life of the summer palace.
The guards at the door crossed their spears and tried to stop Kelly, but she seemed to be in extreme fear and anger, and the power she unleashed was terrifying. She broke away from the guard and allowed the blade of the iron gun to cut a large gash on her shoulder. Blood gushed out, but she was unaware of it.
"Follow her,"
Dalton ordered sharply.
The doctors, with cold sweat on their foreheads, quickly started a series of first aid measures.
Dalton stood beside the Queen's bed, watching their every move closely. If Death really appeared in front of the Queen's bed at this moment, he would definitely pull out his gun without hesitation.
"What's going on?"
Heinrich was so angry that he almost went crazy.
Listen! Belladonna!
The student taught by the two-headed snake family actually fell in front of the little belladonna? He had just become her tutor, and the first lesson he gave was how to distinguish belladonna from gooseberries. Could it be that her cleverness was not as good as it was when she was eight years old?
Didn't she always never make a mistake a second time?
Wait...
Heinrich suddenly turned to face a maid and asked,
"Who are the gooseberries for?"
"Your Majesty and His Highness the Prince."
The maid replied tremblingly.
***
“I’m just saying, she is an unknown! A woman of disaster!”
The envoys of the Root Empire suffered the same fate as the Roland nobles, and were all imprisoned in their respective rooms. After the news came that the Queen had been poisoned by Belladonna, Count of Root was so frightened that he couldn't help but curse loudly in the room.
You know, in the afternoon, Prince Arthur and Queen Roland stayed together, and the belladonna was clearly prepared for these two respected people. Think about it! If Prince Arthur is poisoned by Roland, the furious Emperor, and Queen mother will not let him go easily!
"The ominous person with red eyes..."
The Count cursed incessantly in the room,
"If you ask me, she is exactly like her mother. The Roland Empire should really put her on the stake! Your Majesty should not marry such a witch, The Root Empire should not form an alliance with Roland like this!"
The Count's attendants grimaced and were frightened, hoping that no Roland officials would happen to come to inspect.
Roland's officials did not come, but the Prince's door was opened.
A thin sword was thrown out and grazed the Count's neck.
"Say one more thing?"
Prince Arthur was wearing a shirt and standing at the door, holding another rapier in his hand.
The Count's voice stopped abruptly.
At the same time, in the church, a monk hurriedly walked to Archbishop Rodri who was copying scriptures, and whispered a few words.
The next moment, the monk was shocked to see the serious and steady Archbishop knocking over the candlestick.
The Archbishop stood up and subconsciously took a few steps outside. Only then did he remember that it was impossible to let him in at the summer palace at this moment? For a moment, he regretted why he was living in his room in the summer palace.
New gods, old gods...
It doesn't matter what god he is, just protect Roland's Queen.
Comments
Post a Comment