Tom brought the coffee and milk in and said respectfully to Werther: "Your Highness, the drinks are here."
Witte looked at the painter with a smile and said, "Try it, the milk in Daybreak Town tastes very good."
The painter looked at these two simple cups, which were not as good as his own cups. He couldn't believe that he was in a castle for a moment. Although the cups were nothing special, the aroma of the milk was indeed very tempting.
"Your Highness, you're welcome." He pulled the scarf to his chin, revealing his childish face. He shyly held the cup and took a sip. He immediately showed a look of surprise and quickly poured out the milk.
After drinking all the wine, he put down the cup and said, "Your Highness, it tastes great. I feel like all the fatigue just now has dissipated."
"That's good, do you need another drink?" Werther smiled, "There are many more in the castle."
"No, that's enough for me."
Tom looked at them with a smile and said: "Your Highness, I will ask Bonnie to come here now."
"Well done, Uncle Tom."
After a while, Bonnie was supported by Kath and Kara and walked over with small steps, almost moving. Her face was still bloodless, her eyes were empty and lifeless, and even her hair was not combed carefully.
They slowly placed her on the chair and supported her body on both sides to prevent her from falling off the chair.
Werther noticed that Kath's expression was very calm, but Kara's expression looked particularly worried. The two eyebrows seemed to be twisted together, and the corners of her mouth were pulled down as hard as they could.
Is Kara actually so worried about her partner? I really can’t tell when she still cares about people so much, Werther thought to himself, but why do I feel that this expression is a bit too much? Is it true or is it just pretending in front of me? Wait a minute.
, shouldn’t she be cleaning now? Why are she here?
"Kara, you must have a lot of work to do today, right?" he couldn't help but ask.
"Huh?" Kara's expression was suddenly shocked, and then she looked at Werther with some embarrassment, "Yeah, I did too much work today, my shoulders are so sore, and I'm really worried about Bonnie, so I
Come with her."
Werther twisted his brows into a figure-eight shape helplessly, sighed and said, "It's enough to have Kath by your side. Go and finish your work for today, otherwise you won't be able to sleep at night."
Bonnie also raised her head vigorously, looked at her and advised: "Kara, I appreciate your kindness. Don't forget that you are still being punished. Don't be careless again, otherwise you may really be driven away.
"
"Then I'll go out first and clean the hall." Kara looked at Werther reluctantly and slowly walked out of the reception room.
"Then let's start painting now." Werther said to the painter.
The painter pulled the scarf up again and looked at Bonnie carefully: "Miss, please tell me what I need to paint?"
"Yes, Mr. Painter." Bonnie coughed weakly twice, "He is my fiancé. I will tell you what he looks like now."
"First tell me his face shape."
"His face is relatively long, and I can't tell the shape of his chin, but it's definitely not round."
"Any more?"
"Sorry, I can only think of this right now."
"Then I'll draw it roughly first, and then you can tell me what needs to be changed."
As the artist drew on the paper, Bonnie became increasingly impatient.
"Mr. Painter, his chin should be sharp, like this, and his cheeks
Be rounder, like this." Bonnie said while gesturing on her face.
"Wait a minute, I'll draw it again."
The painter hurriedly continued tracing on the paper. After a while, another outline that was different from the previous one was drawn.
"Miss, is this okay?" he asked Bonnie.
Bonnie put her elbows on the table, wiped her forehead with her wrist, and sighed softly: "It's too far, my fiancé is not like this."
"What's the problem?" The painter looked a little nervous now, looking a little restless.
"Look, the chin you drew is too pointed, and the cheeks don't look like his." Bonnie seemed dissatisfied, her bloodless face looked even more anxious, and her frail body was trembling slightly.
Kath had to comfort her gently: "Don't worry, you can adjust slowly."
She was anxious for a moment and said to Witte: "Your Highness, is this the painter you found for me? It's so bad that I have to doubt his painting skills."
At this time, the painter's face was very embarrassed, his eyes drooped downward, and he picked up his drawing board with his fingers: "You described it this way, so I had no choice but to draw it this way."
Of course Werther believed in the painter's skills, and his painting was indeed good. However, the actual situation was that Bonnie's description of her fiancé was inaccurate, which led to the deviation in the portrait.
"Okay, Bonnie, his painting is already very good. As long as you describe your fiancé's appearance more carefully, it will be fine." He said, "You are weak, maybe you need a glass of milk to replenish your strength?"
"No, Your Highness, I have already drank two glasses of milk today. But apart from these, I haven't eaten anything." Bonnie fell into sadness again, "As long as I think about my fiancé, I can't eat anything."
"Okay then, tell me more about your fiancé in detail."
"Yes, Your Highness." Bonnie answered Werther and then looked at the painter, "I think the chin should be rounder and the cheeks should be sharper."
"That is to say, it is somewhere in between the two drawings I drew, right?"
"Yes, that's it. I hope you won't make the wrong drawing again this time." Bonnie put her hand on her head again and closed her eyes helplessly, "Call me after you finish drawing. I'll take a nap first."
Kath, who was supporting her beside her, couldn't help but frowned and whispered: "Bonnie, we all know that you are in a bad mood, and the master has been very accommodating to you. Don't say rude words like this, okay?"
Bonnie didn't bother to open her eyes and just said softly: "I understand, please let me rest for a while."
Kath shook her head helplessly and looked at Werther.
Werther just said: "She used to work very hard. For this reason, let's accommodate her a little more. Anyway, we just need to help her find a fiancé."
Kath was thinking in her heart that she was just afraid that her fiancé would never be found again. If so, she didn't know when she would get out of this state of mind. If she continued to be depressed like this and did nothing,
Even if Werther doesn't punish her, Tom will drive her away without mercy.
Werther saw the worry in Kath's eyes, and he did have such thoughts in his heart, so he reminded: "Bonnie, we will help you today. You must work hard to cheer up from tomorrow, at least you must recover your health as soon as possible."
good."
Bonnie then opened her eyes and replied softly: "Yes, Your Highness."
The painter continued to draw on the paper and soon drew a new outline.
"This should be almost done, right?"
"It does look very similar." Bonnie said, "However, the cheek needs to be changed again."
They chatted for a few more minutes before the artist finished drawing the outline of the face.
"This looks great." Bonnie was obviously very satisfied, "Which part do you want to paint next?"
"The eyes are next, describe them to me."
"His eyes are beautiful, like stars in the sky."
"Can you tell me the specific details?"
"Relatively narrow and long, with sincere and kind eyes."
"How many are the eyelashes? Are they curly or straight? Also tell me the shape of the corners of the eyes."
Bonnie took her hand off the table, leaned on the chair, thought for a while, and said, "He has many eyelashes, very thick, and the corners of his eyes are not sharp, nor can they be said to be round."
The artist drew carefully on the paper, and soon finished the outline of the eyes, and showed it to her: "Miss, how about this?"
"It's so similar!" Bonnie said in surprise, "It seems you are really capable, this painting is great!"
"So what color are your fiancé's eyes?"
"It's gray-purple. Viewed from the side, it looks more like gray."
"I understand." The painter said as he began to mix paint.
Listening to their conversation, Werther couldn't help but feel slightly familiar with the appearance of the person they were discussing, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.
Just when he was confused, the painter had already mixed the paint and asked Bonnie: "Miss, is it this color?"
"Yes!" Bonnie was so happy that she seemed to look better, "I didn't expect you to be able to adjust this color so quickly! It's exactly the same, it's really amazing!"
"It's nothing." Although he covered his mouth with a scarf, the painter smiled obviously, "I have seen eyes with this color, so I am familiar with them."
Then he picked up the brush and began to carefully draw the eyes more specifically.
"The painting is done, miss." He wiped the fine sweat from his forehead with his wrist.
"It's really similar. You are really a genius." Bonnie stood up and stood in front of the drawing board and watched quietly. At this moment, she was extremely excited and felt as if she had touched her fiancé.
"Miss, let's continue discussing other parts."
They started chatting, and the painter carefully drew every stroke on the paper. The atmosphere around them was not as tense as before, and everyone was very relaxed.
However, Werther always felt that he had seen this person before somewhere, but now only less than half of the face was painted, making it impossible for him to judge whether he had actually seen this person.
At this time, Tom knocked on the door of the reception room and said softly: "Your Highness, it's getting dark now. Is it time to have dinner?"
"Well, it's time to eat. Did you keep calling us just now?"
"Potter has warned you for a long time just now, but you were too focused here, so you didn't hear it."
"Ah, let's go and have dinner first." Werther said with a smile, "Mr. Painter, Bonnie, Kath, it's important to fill your stomach first."
"Your Highness, thanks to Mr. Painter, I actually want to eat now. I will have dinner with Kath now." Bonnie's face showed a smile that was rare these days.
The painter cautiously walked up to Werther and asked in a low voice: "Your Highness, will I dine at the same table with you?"
"You are my invited guest, so you want to be with me. Come with me."