"In two days I want to go hunting and relax. If you are interested, you can come and visit me."
With a smile on his face, Aiglon extended an invitation to Agnes enthusiastically.
It was his plan to go hunting in his free time to relax his mood; however, inviting Agnes was a sudden decision he made at this moment.
He had never thought about it before, but now it seemed to come naturally.
Yes, it is already so interesting to be able to talk to Agnes, so hunting and recreation with her will definitely be even more interesting...
Agnes was stunned when she heard this unexpected invitation.
After a moment, she spoke hesitantly.
"You are currently at war. Although the enemy has been repulsed by you, the area is full of chaos. Wouldn't it be too risky for you to hunt around rashly?"
"So many guards around me are not just for decoration." Aiglon replied gently but confidently, "They will set up a cordon around me. In this area, no one with suspicious behavior will be able to approach me.
So I can do whatever I want.”
Agnes looked at the young man quietly.
Although he spoke in a relaxed tone, the unquestionable momentum in his expression seemed to be able to convince anyone.
Agnes, who had already drunk a little wine, suddenly became confused.
Is there another boy in the world who can be both a poet and a warrior at the same time?
Maybe, this will be a very pleasant experience.
Moreover, Agnes has indeed been feeling a little depressed during this period, and she also wants to breathe some air and have some fun in the hard life here.
"Okay... Since you have invited me so kindly, it would be too ungrateful for me to refuse." With a little dizziness, Agnes nodded slightly and agreed to Agron's invitation.
"However, I cannot guarantee that my performance will satisfy you. After all, I am not proficient in hunting."
"It doesn't matter. In fact, I'm not an expert in hunting. Even when I was in Austria, I wasn't keen on it." Aigron shook his head nonchalantly. "For me, this is just a way to pass the time. Even if I get nothing, it's not important to me."
It’s satisfying enough to be able to walk with you, but not everyone has this honor.”
Perhaps due to the effect of alcohol, Aigron's tone was unconsciously different from the majesty and decisiveness he had deliberately shown in the past, and became a bit more frivolous and easy-going. Under the dim candlelight, this handsome young man's eyes were bright, and he seemed to be able to make people laugh.
Everyone feels comfortable.
"You are really... too much of a prize..." Agnes lowered her head, the blush on her face becoming more obvious. "If this pastime can help you relieve the fatigue accumulated in your heart, then I will naturally be very happy to support you.
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Although Agnes is usually carefree, she comes from the old family after all. She has received extremely strict education from her parents since she was a child. She has long been accustomed to social entertainment and etiquette, so her response is flawless and enough to make the guests and hosts happy.
, not everyone is qualified to be treated like this by her.
"Then we've made an agreement." Aigron smiled and picked up the wine glass, "Then let's drink to tomorrow in advance! I wish both of us will gain something on that day."
"Cheers!" Agnes and Edgar naturally would not be disappointed and raised their glasses again.
In this way, the three people chatted happily and drank wine to add to the fun. It was not until late at night that the banquet came to an end. By this time, they had all entered varying degrees of drunkenness.
Seeing that the guests were all drunk, Aiglon, who was already a little dizzy, called his guard captain Andre Davout in front of him.
"Andre, please send Edgar back to his residence first... He seems to have difficulty moving." He gave the order.
Because Agnes lived not far from his residence, but Edgar lived outside, he decided to have someone take him back to avoid any trouble on the road.
"Okay, Your Majesty." Andre didn't say much, and directly helped the limp Edgar out of the room.
He has been guarding outside the door, and he also knows that His Majesty's banquet today exceeded the scheduled time, and he drank a little too much. However, it is a celebration anyway, and this is also a peaceful period. There is nothing wrong with Your Majesty having fun. Of course, he will not disturb His Majesty's enjoyment.
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He helped Edgar walk into the alleyway, and when the guards patrolling around saw that it was the captain of the guard himself, they did not make any attempts to stop or question them, and allowed them to leave.
Just when they came to a place not far from Edgar's residence, Edgar, who had been drunk all the time, suddenly grabbed Andre's shoulder.
"Andre...my friend, I have something to ask you for help."
Andre was startled by his sudden movement, but he quickly calmed down, "What's the matter, Edgar?"
"It's about my sister-in-law." Edgar replied solemnly, then stood up straight in front of him and faced him.
At this time, although his face was flushed with drunkenness, his eyes were bright and his consciousness was clear, showing no symptoms of being overwhelmed by alcohol.
"Miss Agnes...? What's going on?" Andre was a little strange.
"As you know, Agnes is growing up, and her parents and sisters are beginning to think about her life-long events. However, she has always been too high-minded, but she is so powerful that no one else can.
She sincerely admires people who can weaken her spirit, so over time, her peers have become a little respectful of her... Alice often sighs about this, after all, there are too few people in the world who are worthy of her sister...
"Edgar suddenly sighed exaggeratedly, and then he suddenly reached Andre Davout's ear. "To tell you the truth, before I came, my wife and my father had made some plans and tried their best.
Bringing His Majesty and Agnes together, wouldn't this be the best destination for her?"
When he suddenly heard this, Andre was very surprised, but he soon accepted it.
In fact, he had long thought that they were a perfect match, but unfortunately... God seemed to have made another decision.
"That's really a pity." He sighed, "Her Majesty Teresa has come to His Majesty's side, and His Majesty has promised to marry her. This should be an irrevocable decision."
"It's true... It's a pity indeed!" Edgar sighed with a strong smell of alcohol. "After I came here and saw Her Highness Theresa, I could only cancel this plan out of regret, but
...Agnes seems to be obsessed with His Majesty, and His Majesty seems to be in love with her."
Andre opened his eyes wide and looked at Edgar in disbelief. "Your Majesty...is this really like this?"
As the captain of the guard, he has always been with His Majesty, but he has never heard His Majesty talk about Agnes, so he instinctively found it hard to believe it.
"Of course... you may not have noticed during our banquet just now, but the two of them have been talking. I can't mistake the light in their eyes. They definitely love each other." Edgar's expression remained unchanged.
He lied, "Furthermore, His Majesty also specially invited Agnes to hunt with her."
"Really...really?" Under Edgar's explanation, Andre gradually wavered and accepted Edgar's words. After all, deep down in his heart, he seemed to have expected this result.
"But Her Majesty Theresa..." Andre hesitated again.
"A marriage is a marriage, just go ahead as usual, but who said that Your Majesty can only like one person?" Edgar asked nonchalantly, "Isn't this how our kings have been here for many years? As long as we don't stir up trouble.
, wouldn’t it be good if it disturbs Her Royal Highness Teresa?”
Edgar's rhetorical question left Andre speechless.
"That seems to be true." After a moment, he nodded.
Looking at his appearance, Edgar was secretly happy. He had solved another problem without saying a word. As long as the captain of the guard beside His Majesty did not cause trouble or even took the initiative to help, everything would be easier to handle.
"Actually, I am doing this not only for Agnes, but also for His Majesty's career. If they are of the same mind, it will be a very beneficial result for Your Majesty." In order to make the other party accept his opinion, Edgar
He took the initiative to extend his hand to Andre, and then looked at Andre with expectant eyes. "Don't you think it would be a great thing if the most beautiful rose in France decorates His Majesty's throne? No matter for France
This is true both for the public and for Agnes herself."
Andre fell silent again after hearing this. He thought about it repeatedly, but could not find any loopholes in Edgar's words.
It seems so.
As a native of France, he himself was more happy to see Miss Agnes on His Majesty's side.
So, he also nodded. "You know, I am just the captain of His Majesty's guard. My duty is to protect his safety. As a servant, I have no right to interfere in his private life... You can do whatever your Majesty wants."
What, and...I would love to see this come true as much as you do."
After he finished speaking, he also stretched out his hand, and their palms clicked together——
Aigron, who was still in the room at this time, of course could not hear the conversation between Andre and Edgar.
Now he is struggling with the drowsiness caused by drunkenness.
And Agnes didn't look good either. She looked dizzy and her face was so red that it looked like she was bleeding.
"Miss Agnes, are you okay?" Aigron asked.
"I...I'm okay..." Agnes stood up unsteadily, "Okay...I have to go back and rest. Good night, Agron."
After she finished speaking, she took steps to go back, but she staggered before taking two steps and almost fell. She finally managed to hold on to the table.
"Are you okay?" Aigron asked, then walked next to her.
Looking at Agnes's current appearance, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "It seems like you don't usually drink much?"
"Yes, I usually... don't like it." Agnes replied intermittently. "It's just... I just heard that my sister was safe today... I felt happy, so... so..."
"Okay, I understand. Sorry, this is my responsibility. I will pay attention to it in the future." Aigron nodded, "Then I will take you back to your room."
After saying that, he directly grabbed Agnes's arm and led her to her room.
Although he himself was too drunk, looking at Agnes's current state, if he didn't help her, someone else would have to do it, but he was never willing to let anyone else do it.
So, I had to force myself to work hard one last time.
When he grabbed her arm, Agnes was obviously uncomfortable and struggled subconsciously. But of course her strength was no longer comparable to that of Aigron, so Aigron easily helped her up.
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Aigron looked at the girl's face quietly. Even if she was wearing men's clothes, even if she was smelling of alcohol, he could not hide her grace.
She does look very good-looking.
Then, he took her with him, and the two of them walked forward with empty steps.
It seemed that Agnes's room was not far away, and they quickly reached their destination. Agron dragged Agnes, walked in, and put her on the bed.
It was only then that he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He stood by the bed, looked at the girl with her eyes slightly closed, and then bowed to her and said goodbye.
"Good night, Agnes, I'll see you tomorrow."
"Aiglon..." At this time, Agnes suddenly opened her eyes, and then looked at him weakly.
"What's wrong?" Aigron endured the fatigue in his mind, and then asked her.
"Sometimes I really admire you...you are obviously the same age as me, but...you can achieve such an achievement...it is really rare." Agnes's voice was very soft, and her speech was quite blurry, but
Obviously she was speaking from the bottom of her heart, "The only thing I'm proud of is my swordsmanship, but even in this aspect I can't beat you, and in other aspects... whether it's poetry or anything else, I can't even compete with you.
Comparable. Why...why can you do it? Could this be the power of blood? The son of a hero will also be a hero..."
"Come on, screw the bloodline! The bloodline gave me a deceptive sign at best, but it was not destined to bring me anything. In those dark days, I had nothing but hard work and anger!" Aigron said.
Drunk, he loudly replied to her, "But these two are enough. They drive me to use up my brain power and physical strength to fight to regain everything."
"Yeah... that's it..." Agnes smiled slightly, and then looked at Aigron with half-open eyes, "Bloodline is nothing more than a pretense to deceive people. When our family was displaced in Italy, there was nothing
Are we blessed by superhuman blood? We are nothing more than a group of pitiful exiles... You are right, Aiglon... You are yourself, no one destined you to be born extraordinary, and all your achievements are your own.
...So I admire you."
"Thank you." Aigron replied solemnly, "Actually, I also admire you. You are also an extraordinary person, and this is only due to your own efforts... You are already dazzling enough."
Then, he covered Agnes with a blanket and said goodbye softly, "Have a good rest. We will see you tomorrow... I believe it will be very pleasant."
"See you tomorrow, Aiglon..." Agnes replied softly, and then closed her eyes again.