Roger arrived at his destination Leon on the morning of the third day.

He looked at the Royal Monastery of San Juan and San Peraio.

His princess is here, accompanying her mother.

The monastery is quaint and sturdy, with roofs like most buildings in Leon, with red tiles.

The double-storey building with brown stone walls is closed like a courtyard house, with windows on both upper and lower floors.

There is not only one door to the church.

The main gate is built of white marble, with a circular arch decorated with Roman columns and a graceful concave space, and is decorated with a group of statues mainly composed of the statues of St. Isidor.

Roger noticed the sacrifice of Isaac, the portraits of St. Isidor and St. Pragi, and the zodiac signs.

But what interested him the most was the mysterious lamb in the middle.

To the right of the "Gate of the Lamb" is a "Gate of Forgiveness" built specifically for pilgrims.

This door contains the Arches of St. Peter and St. Paul.

The arches are decorated with unique Romanesque images: "The Lower Cross", "The Marys in front of the Church of the Holy Sepulchre" and "The Ascension of Christ".

Roger led his horse to the main entrance of the "Mysterious Lamb".

The dark brown oak door is tightly closed, and the door is decorated with a bronze lion's avatar, with the mouth of the avatar containing a metal ring.

Roger clenched his fists and smashed the door "bang bang bang".

With the creaking sound, a small gap opened to the door.

The sewing was so small that it could not reveal the cold face behind the door.

"Who is so bold to disturb the purity of the Royal Monastery?"

"Hello, I am Count Roger from Sicily, and I want to meet my fiancée, Princess Elvira."

"A Count? Humph, the princess is not available now."

Roger was a little dissatisfied with the rudeness of the gatekeeper.

He wanted to know what a princess could do in the monastery.

But he still begged: "Please report to His Highness the Princess, her fiancé begged her for her reception."

"Wait."

The oak door closed with a loud "bang".

Roger's sensitive ears heard the footsteps inside the door and only walked a few steps, followed by the sound of the feet of the chair grinding the ground and the slight recitation.

Roger touched his nose, and he thought, it seemed that the woman guarding the gate was going to leave him alone.

He thought that he must be the wrong way of knocking on the door, and he deserves to be turned away by himself.

Roger looked at the bronze lion's head with a metal ring on his mouth, took his hand back from the bag on the horse's back, and knocked the lion's head "clang".

...

Roger walked through the Lamb's Gate, like a slaughtered lamb, but he didn't care much.

He stood in front of the central arch of the monastery temple and looked up.

On the arch, the creator of the universe is surrounded by flames, seas of clouds or waves.

The image of Christ appeared in the center, holding the book in his hand, asking God for blessing.

Inside the mysterious oval decorative panel, with the sky as the background, decorated with the first letter Alpha in Greek and the last letter Omega.

Roger heard footsteps coming from behind, light and steady.

So he leaned his head 45 degrees upwards, put his hands on his hips and put on his own pose that he thought was very handsome.

"The temple is beautifully decorated, but it does not include the empty stone wall in front of you."

Roger touched his nose to hide his embarrassment.

He turned around and looked at the girl who mercilessly exposed his pretentiousness.

She is quite tall and looks a little thin.

She had black hair, tied neatly behind her head.

She showed her slender neck, and her fair skin turned a faint golden color by the sun.

Her pupils were also black and her eyes were a little sharp.

Her lips were rosy, and she looked like a smile, and she was very sexy.

What attracted Roger the most was her eyebrows, which were as straight as two swords.

Roger thought, this is the bride I crossed half of the Mediterranean and wanted to pick it up.

Roger noticed that the other party was looking at him too.

She was not shy and looked at him generously.

Elegant and generous like a pure and noble lily.

So the two saluted.

"Hello, my name is Roger."

"Hello, I'm Elvira."

Roger approached the other party and saw that the princess was well maintained and there were no freckles on her face.

"I'm curious," Elvira spoke.

Roger noticed that the princess's rosy lips and her white teeth were neatly arranged.

“Mrs. Duzina has always been acquiring people by her identity.

"She reported to me that someone had come to me and praised you for being elegant and elegant on the way with me. She said that you could tell that you were noble.

"I'm very surprised that an earl can actually make her praise her. How did you do it?"

"I gave her a gold coin."

"Haha, the Virgin is above!"

Roger noticed that Elvira smiled and her mouth was very open and cheerful.

Elvira said: "Do you need me to introduce this monastery to you?"

"It's been a labor."

So Elvira introduced as she walked:

"This monastery was first built 200 years ago under the order of King Sancho El Crasso.

“This provides accommodation for the remnants of San Peraio, the orphan of the martyrs of Cordoba.

"The building is located in the northwest of the Seventh Corps camp of the ancient Roman army.

"Sancho's sister, Elvera Ramirez, is both a princess and a nun.

"The congregations of tderey moved to this new monastery.

“More than 100 years ago, the army of the Arab Armanzor destroyed the old monastery.

"Later, King Alfonso V of Leon ordered people to rebuild the monastery with clay and bricks, and built the imperial tomb here.

"Previously, the bodies of King Alfonso's ancestors were buried in different churches.

"After the reconstruction, they were buried here, including the remains of Alfonso V's parents, Bermudo II and Elvera Garcia.

"Ms. Sancha, the daughter of Alfonso V, later Queen Leon, and her husband Ferdinand I ordered people to rebuild the monastery.

"This time the monastery replaced the earthen walls with stone walls, and they chose Roman colonnades as the imperial tombs.

"Please go with me."

Elvira reached out and pointed at the tower, and Roger noticed that her hands were stable and had calluses on her hands.

“There is a rooster-shaped weather vane on the tower, which is a symbol of this temple.

“Made of lead brass, with a gold-plated surface.

"There is a clock in the tower, which was refined 24 years ago..."

The two of them walked around and stopped, talking and walking, just like two friends who had been together for a long time.

No embarrassment, no restraint.

Roger told a joke, and Elvira grinned heartily.

Elvira said that the monastery was very good, after all, it was royal.

She squeezed out a smile and said, "This place can provide a princess with a good practice, and even if she practices for a lifetime, there will be no problem."

Roger listened silently, he could understand what she meant.

The two of them walked all the way to a spacious hall.

Elvira's lips were bent, as if she was smiling, but there was a faint sadness at the corners of her eyes.

She said, "You are late. I thought you will not come. Actually, you don't use it either."
Chapter completed!