On the outskirts of the Black Feather King's capital, Silver Veil Light Manor.
"Um...what's wrong with me?"
In the gorgeous castle bedroom, sunlight shines in from the stone arched window, reflecting a faint golden halo on the white moire stone floor, illuminating the eyelids of the blond girl lying on the bed like a sleeping beauty.
The brows moved slightly, and the sleeping Princess Paola snorted and faintly woke up.
What you can see is the inside of a wooden four-poster bed, with curtains dotted with star decorations hanging from the edge of the bed, and a soft pink quilt covering you.
The elegant fragrance of silver snowflakes passed into her nose, giving her the illusion of waking up in her own bedroom for a moment.
But the next moment, she immediately remembered what happened before, her mind suddenly lifted, and her sleepiness disappeared.
Previously, Paola took her confidant maid and concealed her identity to the agreed contact point. When she was preparing to contact the rebels secretly, she was suddenly attacked by an unidentified spellcaster.
The maid who protected her was hit by the enemy's spell, and her life and death were unknown. She also fell into the enemy's illusion.
Looking at the quilt covering her body, some bad thoughts suddenly flashed through Paola's mind. She opened the quilt with force, and then found with some relief that the clothes on her body had no trace of being tampered with, but some magic accessories
has been taken away.
Slowly sitting up, Paola immediately prepared to get out of bed, but at this moment, a severe dizziness came from her head, causing her white arms to support her body to become unstable, and she fell weakly on the bed again.
Only then did she notice that her mental power was almost exhausted, and the remaining bit was not even enough to support her in casting a first-level spell.
After confirming her condition, Paola gritted her teeth and endured the heavy feeling in her brain as if it was filled with lead. She tried her best to sit on the carved wooden bedside and slowly entered a meditative state, hoping to regain some mental strength as soon as possible.
However, it seemed that the sound of her getting up was louder, and the sound of approaching footsteps suddenly sounded outside the bedroom door.
This shocked Paola, and she immediately exited the meditative state and stared at the door warily.
After a moment, the carved door opened silently, and reflected in the little princess's slightly contracted fruit-green eyes, the figure of the Altmer prince with blond hair and white dress emerged from the dark corridor behind the door.
Unlike her who is weak in power, Prince Paola is one of the few princes who truly holds real power, and his talent is also the most outstanding among the many princes. He is regarded by many nobles of the kingdom as a candidate for the next Black Feather King.
"Brother Altmo Emperor...did you save me?"
With countless complex thoughts running through her mind instantly, Paola looked weak and spoke in a low voice.
No matter what happens, her safety is undoubtedly in the hands of the Altmer Prince. Now we can only use words to make him lower his guard against her as much as possible.
As the youngest princess, although Princess Paola is not weak in talent, her own strength is far from being comparable to other princes and princesses. However, because she is favored by King Black Feather, her life is pretty good.
But recently, the physical condition of the old King Black Feather, who had always loved her, became worse and worse, and he could not even stay awake for much time every day.
Many princes and princesses are busy contacting the nobles of the kingdom, competing for power, hoping to get that position. At this time, no one will care about the disappearance of a little princess, and it even saves them the trouble of doing it themselves.
"Well... yes, my sister, I did save you."
A strange look flashed in his eyes, and the Altmer prince nodded slightly, looking at Paola who was curled up on the bed, his expression showing no emotion or anger.
"Thank you for your help, Brother Altmo Emperor. I feel a little unwell. Can you please send me back?"
Watching the prince's expression carefully, Paola spoke tentatively.
"Why are you in such a hurry to go back, dear Paola?"
However, as her heart sank slightly, the Altmer Prince shook his head and spoke to dissuade her with a "good intention".
"There are still enough empty rooms in my manor, and your current condition is very bad. If you leave like this, you are very likely to be in danger again. It's not too late to stay here and wait until your body recovers before leaving.
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"Sorry, I just remembered that I still have some things to deal with in my laboratory."
Gritting her teeth, Paola used her barely recovered mental strength to force herself out of bed and leave.
However, the Altmer prince with blond hair and white dress suddenly approached slowly and forced the girl back to the bed.
"Brother, please respect yourself."
As the breath of the Altmer gradually approached, Paola let out a low warning cry, trying to assume an awe-inspiring and inviolable posture, but her slightly trembling body betrayed her true emotions.
"Why are you afraid, my dear sister? No matter when, I will never hurt you."
Looking at Princess Paola curled up on the bedside, Prince Altmer suddenly stretched out his hand, pinched the girl's chin, and forced her big, panic-stricken green eyes to look at him.
"Do you remember, when you were little, you played behind me, and with that innocent and cute look, you promised me that you would become my bride when you grow up."
Staring at Paola's slightly pale cheeks, the burning desire in the Altmer prince's fruit-green eyes, which were the same as Paola's, almost turned into actual fire.
As he spoke, he aimed at the girl's pink lips and kissed her hard.
"Well……!"
But the moment their lips touched, the prince grunted as if he was electrocuted, threw his hand and threw Paola back on the bed, where he was bitten by the girl.
"You... are very good."
He touched his lips with his index finger and looked at the blood on the white gloves. A flash of anger flashed in the Altmer's eyes, and he was about to do something further.
But at this moment, a token on his waist suddenly lit up.
"Already arrived, so early?"
Sensing the change in the token, the prince was slightly startled. He remembered that Langton should have been still in the empire when he received the news.
"Wonder what happened?"
Glancing at Paola's expression, Altmo suddenly smiled gloomily at her.
"Don't worry, I'm just helping you solve a little 'little trouble' that's bothering you."
With that said, in Paola's panicked eyes as she suddenly thought of something, the prince strode away, leaving only one gloomy word echoing in the room.
"No one can take you away from me, not even that bastard from the resistance!"
After the prince left, she sensed the breath of the protective circle around the room. Paola closed her eyes. The gentleness of the Altmer prince when she was a child flashed in her heart, as well as his current gloomy look. A tear couldn't help but flow down silently.
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"This is it, the place mentioned in the secret letter."
On the other side, with the help of the secret technique taught to him by the Dark Crow, Langton rushed to the exchange location in the letter, which was the Yinsha Lake near the capital of the Black Feather King.
According to the instructions in the letter, Langton input a bit of his spiritual power into the second pillar on the left side of a stone pavilion by the lake.
With the injection of spiritual power, a hidden rune flashed away.
The next moment, the ground in the center of the pavilion suddenly cracked, and a light gray stone platform appeared. On it were placed a black magic-repelling alloy box, a roll of parchment, and an earring.
Langton's expression changed slightly. He had already recognized that the earring was the accessory that Paola wore.