Today, Natasha is wearing a simple all-black dress, her long purple hair is pulled up and covered with a hazy black veil, revealing her slender and smooth neck, and her whole person looks sad and solemn.
She walked past Franz and walked directly to the stairs as if she ignored everything.
"What happened?" Franz asked himself again a little worriedly, while looking around.
The few people in the hall, including Polly, the girl in charge of reception, all looked at a loss. They had no idea what happened to make the future Grand Duchess and the current Violet Countess so sad.
Was the Grand Duke suddenly called by the Lord?
No, then she should have immediately issued an obituary notice to all the nobles, then carried the body to the Golden Cathedral to accept the coronation of Cardinal Sard on behalf of the Pope. After the funeral, she had to go to the Holy City of Reims to pay homage to the Pope. There was no way she would have any free time.
Come to the Musicians Guild.
Is it the northern heretics who have broken through the fortress and are about to enter Alto?
No, she, known as the "True Knight", should be the first noble to lead the remaining Violet Knights to attack, instead of a coward who hides in the Musicians' Association and relies on music to numb herself!
Which famous musician passed away?
No, except for Christopher, the master who taught Natasha, no musician is qualified for her to come to the association in person with such an attitude and solemn attitude.
etc!
Everyone seemed to be thinking of something. The talented musician who had just finished a brilliant and seemingly unsurpassable concert began to be secretly called a music legend by everyone. Did something happen to him?
Although after the concert, Her Royal Highness the Princess sent a bodyguard to announce that Mr. Lucien Evans only fainted due to serious illness and excitement. With Cardinal Gosser around, he recovered smoothly, but his body was still very weak and he needed to
It was a long period of rest, but for more than two days since then, except for a few of Mr. Evans' friends who visited him, everyone else was blocked from the villa and had no idea whether his condition was good or bad.
In this weak state, there are countless precedents for sudden illness and death in just a few minutes without waiting for a priest or bishop to come for treatment!
If it were him, with the concert that just ended, with the shocking and touching D minor symphony "Ode to Joy", and with all the great works, he would indeed be qualified for the future Grand Duke to personally come to the association to announce the bad news.
More importantly, his close relationship with Her Royal Highness Princess Natasha has been recognized, and many people consider him to be the future Duke of Tiran - in the Principality of Violet, if a woman succeeds to the throne, then her
The husband will receive the title of Duke of Tiran, which has no real power and cannot be inherited. If it were him, then Princess Natasha's dress and uncontrollable sadness would seem normal!
"Lord, Mr. Evans is not yet twenty-one years old..." Polly covered her mouth in sadness and surprise, with crystal water shining in the corners of her eyes, and then she tried hard to stop her random thoughts, "Absolutely not.
Mr. Evans, Lord, don't be him..."
After returning from the concert, she already regarded Mr. Evans as the angel in charge of music and joy, and was the object of her greatest adoration and admiration.
The "Aalto Weekly" slowly fell from Franz's hand. After visiting Mr. Evans on the first morning and confirming that his condition was still stable, he fell into the passion of creating music and was inspired by "Ode to Joy"
The inspiration echoed in my mind all the time, and it seemed that the theme melody of a symphony was about to come out, so for the next dozens of hours, I stayed in the piano room and didn't care about anything else.
Franz left the piano room today and came to the association not specifically to collect "Aalto Weekly", but to search for some information in the music library, and then visit Mr. Evans to ask for his advice and discuss his creative ideas.
"No, no..." Franz's thin face was full of subconscious resistance, and then he followed Natasha with his feet uncontrollably. Camille and the others walked upstairs, wanting to hear it for themselves.
I went to Her Royal Highness the Princess to tell me the final answer, wanting to make sure that the result was not what I feared.
…………
In Christopher's exclusive lounge.
Othello looked helplessly at the master with sparse white hair: "Mr. President, haven't you written your music review yet? This issue of "Music Review" and "Symphony Herald" has been postponed for two days." He even said.
Now that he has become the president, he is still used to calling Christopher the same name in private.
Next to him, Victor glanced at the paper in front of Christopher.
Due to the "Homecoming Concert" on June 1st, both "Music Review" and "Symphony Herald" postponed their publication to June 2nd, so as to be able to report this potentially extraordinary concert and the undoubtedly outstanding performance as soon as possible.
Lucien Evans' new work appears on it.
As a result, the concert and the new work not only lived up to expectations, but the response was beyond imagination, so the two periodicals were eagerly prepared for release. The shocked and moved musicians wrote passionate articles and reviews, and in just one night
, the number of qualified manuscripts exceeded the needs of two issues, so they had to add supplements. However, in the process, Master Christopher's comments that were originally intended to be the "front page headline" articles were not handed over for two days.
, causing the publication date to be postponed day by day.
Christopher was not embarrassed at all and said with a smile: "Because "Ode to Joy" touched my heart, whether it is the thematic value it contains or the structural rigor and innovation of the symphony, it has reached an incredible level.
The level of reach made me want to use the most sincere and beautiful words to comment, so I revised it several times but was still not satisfied."
"Perhaps comments written in one breath without thinking are closer to the heart." Victor secretly urged the manuscript with philosophical words.
Christopher nodded slightly: "Victor, what you said makes sense. Can you help me see how this article is written?"
As he spoke, he handed Victor several pieces of paper covered with scrawled words.
Victor took it in his hand and read it softly: "This is an unimaginable artistic masterpiece. It is the most precious treasure of all music-loving humans, and it is the most pinnacle and unparalleled work in the symphony palace. I seem to have already produced
Because of this belief, there will be no music comparable to it in the symphony field for a long, long time."
"This is not a regretful thing, but a memory worthy of excitement and happiness, because we are in such a glorious moment, experiencing the indescribable beauty of music, and being remembered by history together with it. Please let
We left our seats to pay our highest respect to Mr. Lucien Evans. This is his greatest creation..."
"He is enough to enter the hall of music, to be compared with the masters who shine with light, and compared with other masters, his never-giving-up, unyielding spirit that runs through all his works and the final words of "Ode to Joy"
The emphasis on fighting against darkness, the joy, unity, and fraternity obtained through suffering are a model of the perfect integration of music and thought. Regardless of the times and the development of music, his music is immortal, because these spirits are destined to be immortal!
"
What follows is a comment analyzing the structure and connotation of the symphony. After hearing this, Othello couldn't help but smile on his old-fashioned and serious face: "Mr. President, your evaluation is really too high. But I think it is very appropriate, because it has never been
No other symphony has captivated me so much."
Before Christopher could answer, there was a slow and strong knock on the door.
"Who?" Othello asked in place of Christopher.
A soldier's voice came through: "It's Her Royal Highness the Princess."
Othello quickly stood up and greeted Christopher and Victor to the door.
When the door opened, they saw Natasha dressed as if attending a funeral. Feeling the sadness and pain, they asked in unison in surprise: "Your Highness, what happened?"
Natasha lowered her head slightly, drew a cross on her chest, and said in a calm tone: "Lucien Evans was called by the Lord in the early hours of last night."
This calmness seems to be accompanied by deep pain.
"What?!" Three voices said in unison, and Victor took two steps back, unable to accept it, until he was subconsciously supported by Othello.
In the corridor, Franz's expression became confused, and he walked in vain as if he had lost his soul. Then he was stopped by a soldier.
"Although I'm sorry and it's painful, I still want to tell you that Lucien Evans was killed by an evil magician early last night, just for a conspiracy that had little to do with him." Nata
Sarah stated "sadly" according to the church's rhetoric, but she soon discovered that this was simply a true description of the facts. The great musician Lucien Evans was indeed "killed" by an evil magician.
With Natasha's identity and status, and her feelings for Lucien in the eyes of everyone, everyone believed that she would announce this kind of thing only after confirming it repeatedly, so sadness spread in the corridor on this floor.
Some of the musicians who came out to watch after hearing the noise even sobbed softly and cursed the damn magician.
Victor's face was pale, and when he opened his mouth to speak, he could only make a hoarse sound. Christopher's old face showed obvious grief and regret.
Othello patted Victor on the shoulder: "Victor, don't be too sad. Evans has a talent that is unmatched by others. He created the best music that can exist in the world at a young age, so the Lord called him in advance.
Heaven Mountain, let him create better but not ordinary music by his side. Evans has been favored by the Lord and will enjoy eternal joy. He is lucky and worthy of envy, so we must bless him and not let ourselves
The sorrow grieves him. He will watch over us from the mountains of heaven.”
"I hope so, but I want to be quiet more. And, Your Highness, can I go see Lucien's body?" Victor recovered his ability to speak. Although his expression was still sad, he had experienced the pain of his wife's death.
He has been able to begin to regulate his condition.
Natasha shook her head: "The corpses have been destroyed by the evil magician, only some, some..."
Even the "Sword of Judgment", which is recognized as strong, could not be continued, and the tragic state of the corpse could be imagined, so the sad atmosphere became even more intense.
"Your Highness, what should we do next?" Seeing Christopher's trembling body, Othello rushed to the street to help him sit down, and then asked solemnly with a hint of sadness.
Natasha's expression was still so stiff: "Next, in the name of the Aalto Musicians Association, obituaries will be published in newspapers and periodicals. Obituaries will be posted at the entrance of the association in more than ten cities in Aalto to tell all those who like him the bad news. Musicians, tell them there will be a farewell funeral in three days." (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)