Although this was not the first time she heard Aiglon say such words, Princess Sophie still laughed happily.
"I hope you're not just talking about it."
After she finished speaking, she straightened her skirt that was wrinkled by the hug just now.
The marks on the skirt will soon be restored to their original state, but the intimate embrace between the two people just now will always be a memory between them.
"Are you okay?" After a moment, Princess Sophie had regained her usual composure, and then asked Aiglon.
"Yes, it's okay." Aigron nodded, "Your Highness, your warm embrace has cured me mentally."
"I would rather you lose your mind than see you so glib!" The princess glared at him, but she didn't look angry at all.
"Okay, since you have always said you are grateful to me, then I want you to prove it next."
"Then how should I prove it?" Aigron asked.
"It's very simple." There was a little bit of joking in Her Royal Highness's smile, "When we were adjusting the lines just now, I thought of something."
"What happened?" Aigron was even more confused.
"I hope you will use the name Franz Memmingen when signing your scripts in the future. After all, this is what I thought for you." Her Royal Highness said with a smile, "Also, if there is a story I like, I will
I hope we can jointly sign and write our two names. I hope this request will not infringe on your self-esteem as an author... In a secular sense, I am your patron and protector, so this request does not count.
Is it too much?"
"This is not even a request for me, but an honor." Agron agreed without thinking, "Anyway, writing scripts is just a pastime for me, and I don't really mind leaving a name in history.
, using a pseudonym can avoid a lot of trouble. If you like it, it doesn’t matter if I dedicate it all to you.”
"Very good." Princess Sophie blinked happily, "Aigron, I hope your work will be known, and I believe you will be able to do it. In other places, our names cannot be connected.
Together, at least in a fantasy world, we can face the world together with the name of fantasy..."
Her Royal Highness the Princess's voice became softer unconsciously, and it was obvious that she was full of joy and expectation in her heart; but these words unknowingly plucked Aiglon's heartstrings.
When he first came up with this idea, it was really just a part of his escape plan. He had no expectations for the story itself. However, Sophie's deep friendship with him made him couldn't help but hope to use Memingen.
This name leaves the memory of two people.
If she is destined to be sorry, why not take this opportunity to let her leave more good memories? Aigron thought to himself.
After Aigron readily agreed to the request, Her Highness Sophie's mood improved. "In addition, I also want to ask you a question, Aigron."
"what is the problem?"
"When we were hunting before, you told me that what you said in front of His Majesty before, that you hoped to be a Napoleon in writing without any worries, was not sincere, it was just a lie..." Princess
His Highness looked at Aigron, and then asked in a low voice, "Then I ask you now, if I keep fulfilling your wish like this, so that you can develop your talents without hindrance and find the fun on the stage... would you be willing?
Extinguish the flames of anger and revenge in your heart for me, stop thinking about things that are destined to put you in danger, forget about the empire that no longer exists, and just follow me and enjoy your own world happily?"
Aigron was silent for a while.
"You still don't want to, right?" Princess Sophie sighed. "Even if I do so much, is it still not enough?"
"It's not a question of whether you have done much or not. You have poured enough affection into me. I am only grateful." Aigron shook his head gently, "But if Napoleon's son is just a powerless prisoner,
A poor guy who hides in a fantasy world to escape reality, a clown who has lost the courage to face difficulties, then many people will be disappointed...even you may not think highly of such a person."
"Who said that! It's obviously just because you don't want to!" Her Royal Highness the Princess increased her voice, and this stern scolding made Aigron's eardrum hurt. "I know that although your father has passed away, your grandmother, you
Your uncles and your supporters are still alive, but what can they do? The French Empire no longer exists and will never reappear! This is a matter decided by the European powers in Vienna, and you
What can be changed?
Aiglon, wake up. You are not living for them. You have no obligation to respond to their expectations. So what if they are disappointed? As long as you live happily here...although you have suffered a lot here.
, but now that you have me, you will definitely be able to live happily here if I am here. Haven’t I already made you very happy in the past two years? As long as the old man returns to God, I can still give you more in the future.
You have more..."
Her Highness the Princess's words were not completely unreasonable, and her expression was a little sad and too unwilling, which made Aigron feel very uncomfortable - especially since he knew what he was planning behind his back.
.
However, if something doesn't work, it won't work. He has already decided it, so it cannot be changed.
Her Royal Highness the Princess is right, it's not that others don't want to let him go, but that he himself is the most unwilling to let himself go.
"Your Highness, I am very touched by your words. I will consider it." With great determination, he nodded.
As he answered, the temperature in the room dropped suddenly.
"...I can only understand this answer as rejection." The only response to him was the sharp gaze of Her Royal Highness the Princess. "Aigron, do you think that just because I am obedient to you, does it mean that I am an angel? You are wrong, I
I respond to your requests just because I like you, but don't forget who I am in front of other people."
She stood up from the sofa and looked at Aiglon domineeringly, "Since I was a child, I have never been unable to get what I want, and there is nothing I can't accomplish. That's right, you are Napoleon.
- Bonaparte, is that man's successor. But now you are also Franz Memmingen, my brother, my friend, mine! I don't care if you want an empire or something, I won't
Let my Aigron be fooled by his youthful energy, I want you to be by my side!"
Although His Highness is now very aggressive, Aigron does not have any fear in his heart. He knows that the other person is more reluctant than angry.
"Do you think you'll laugh and fall for it after you say a few perfunctory words to me? We've been together for so long, you know me, and I naturally know you. Habsburg has become old and decadent, and now the emperors and princes here are all smiling.
We are just puppets, the two of us are the warmest people here... We are close to each other and feel each other's presence. You asked me to hug you, and I did it without saying a word, and I asked you to stay with me,
But you are mocking me with this answer?" Her Royal Highness the Princess continued angrily, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to listen to me. Do you think I will give up just now? No, don't even think about it! I will tolerate you, just like I always have.
Like that. I will influence you bit by bit. No matter how firm your fantasies are, I will let you stay here for me... Yes, even if your heart is as stone, I can melt it.
Drop it. I can do it!”
"Your Highness, stop talking." Aigron felt a little sad and couldn't help but interrupt her.
This is the first time for Her Royal Highness to speak so harshly in front of him.
"It goes without saying. It's enough to say this." Princess Sophie replied.
Then, she took a few deep breaths to calm herself down from her excitement.
Then she looked at the boy in front of her again.
Since she married into this palace more than two years ago, he has been the most compatible with her. Every time the two of them chat, they can be so happy, and there is even a kind of joy from the heart. He gradually grows up under her gaze.
Growing up, from a child to a man who can save himself from a horse.
Because of this, when she thought that one day he might not be by her side, she felt a little panicked and angry.
If only he could forget those flames and wild thoughts...
"Aigron, I'm glad you agreed to my request." Her Royal Highness the Princess nodded calmly, "You should hurry up and make preparations, perfect your script, and then I will take you there and find a way to make it stage in that theater. I think
The sooner the better, after all you can't just write one story."
Her Royal Highness's expression was so calm, as if everything just now was just an illusion.
But Aigron couldn't forget it no matter what.
"Yes, even if your heart is as stone, I can melt it away. I can do it!" These words seemed to still be echoing in his ears.
He knew that she really wasn't just talking.
But the more she behaved like this, the more helpless and guilty he felt.
It's a pity that things went astray from the beginning. Although he and she got along so well, they were destined to not have the best of both worlds.
But it doesn't matter, one day he will correct this vicious joke played by God.
If there are destined to be regrets, I will smash those regrets.
"I will try my best, Your Highness." He nodded.
All partings will only be temporary. His escape will make him come back even more unmatched in the future. At that time, no one will be able to dominate him anymore.
He looked at Princess Sophie, and Her Royal Highness happened to be looking at him.
The two people's thoughts were completely different at this moment, but they seemed to have the most essential similarities.
"Before we say goodbye, can you hug me again? Your Highness."
"I said, I will." Her Royal Highness the Princess raised her head stubbornly, and then hugged him again.