Dennis stood alone in front of the window and stared at the dark city. Here, there was a constant flow of people every day, and different stories happened every day. However, no one cared about what would happen in that tall dark tower.
What... what kind of story will there be.
Dennis was sitting in front of the window sill, with a faint ice ball floating on her fingertips. Her feelings, her past, and her experiences were just like this crystal ice ball, crystal clear but without any warmth.
It is said that practicing ice magic to the highest level will freeze people's emotions. Dennis doesn't know if it is because of this reason that he becomes like this. Or for some other reason... Pavel... It can be said that she is the best in the entire magic academy.
The only person of the opposite sex he has come into contact with. He is not very good, but he is not too bad. At least, in this cold palace, he is the only one who treats him well. However, there is still something missing, and what is it? Dennis himself can’t say
Clear, like water that is about to freeze, but is always just a little bit short of freezing.
Just when she was thinking a little, there was another movement on the skylight. Dennis was just about to use magic to defend himself, but in front of him was the prince with a face of ice - Pavel.
"Oh my God, Your Highness, why are you here?"
Dennis exclaimed. Pavel raised his index finger and made a shushing gesture. Only then did Dennis calm down. Her ice arrow almost shot out.
"My mother won't let me see you, but...but..."
"But what?"
Dennis's blue eyes looked at the infatuated prince.
"But I miss you...I miss you..."
Pavel called gently.
For a moment, a smile flashed across Dennis's lips. Although Pavel was not her true love, he was the only person who gave her warmth in the cold palace. This little care was better than anything else.
Seeing that Dennis did not show any disgust, the prince was about to take the next step, but was stopped by Dennis.
She took a small step back, put her fingers on the prince's chest, and smiled lightly at the corner of her mouth. Pavel immediately knew what was going on. He was so excited that he forgot their identities...
"very nice."
Pavel looked at the girl in front of him dreamily.
"What's so good?"
Dennis asked.
"It's good to see you're okay. I thought my mother would..."
Pavel hesitated to speak.
"What will happen?"
Dennis asked reluctantly.
"Forget it, it's nothing." Pavel said, forcing a smile, "Anyway, as long as you are intact. I will try to convince my mother that she shouldn't put you under house arrest here. Your father's
It had nothing to do with you in the first place."
After Pavel finished speaking, when he looked up again, he found that Denise was still staring at him with her beautiful eyes. She didn't say anything, just stared like this. Pavel was a little confused for a moment.
"Oh, how can you say it has nothing to do with it. My birth is destined to have something to do with everything Rod does. We don't have the right to choose our own birth, right?"
Dennis sighed. A kind of maturity beyond her age appeared in her sigh and her contemplation. However, Pavel listened to it. She liked Dennis because of her maturity. Unlike ordinary little girls,
Either naive, insensitive, or willful. Dennis is gentle, obedient, and has a hint of innocence, which makes the middle-aged prince unable to stop.
Of course, there is another sentiment called Aiwujiwu. Sometimes the prince can’t tell which one he belongs to.
"You are right. Many people envy me. I am the prince of Kislev and have a noble title. Those noble girls are eager to marry me, but I know they are not sincere. Some of them are also attracted by their parents.
Coercion, come to know me, contact me. And those ministers, I can't tell which of their words are true and which are lies. Everyone around me is weaving lies, and my mother is suppressing me.
Let me do this or that, and when I succeed, all the credit will be ruthlessly taken away. Pavel will never really accomplish anything worthy of praise."
The prince sighed.
"But Prince Pavel has a kind heart, and you have achieved nothing."
Dennis said softly.
Pavel reached out his hand and gently stroked Dennis' long hair.
"Believe me, I will find a way to free you. You, no, it's us. We should live a normal life." Pavel paused for a while, "I will convince my mother, believe me."
"Your mother..."
Denise was moved by the sincerity of the prince in front of her, and was about to tell him about the conversation she heard underground at the Magic Academy, telling him that his mother was actually a vampire... But she swallowed the words as she spoke. It wasn't that she didn't believe Pa.
Will would not protect her, but was worried that the prince would spill the beans due to impulsiveness. By then, no one would know what the Snow Queen would do. In that case, his disguise and hiding for so long would be in vain.
"What happened to my mother?"
Pavel asked with a frown.
"No...nothing..."
Dennis smiled.
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Elengrad.
Elengrad in late summer is sad. There is no sunshine, no ripe fruits and wheat fields, only oppression and hunger. Admiral Disma was captured, and the entire fleet of Elengrad was almost wiped out, but
This still did not stop the defending general from defending the city tenaciously.
As time went by, the food stocks in the city also decreased day by day. At first, the people were provided with food according to the quantity. Later, there was no food distribution at all. It was only enough to ensure the rations of the soldiers guarding the city, officials and generals. Even some nobles could not get enough.
Food rationing. Gold cannot buy food and is equivalent to scrap iron.
Outside the city, the first batch of additional grain trucks had arrived.
"The tunnel has been dug and we will set off tonight. Fran, although we don't meet much and don't have much contact, I believe in you and believe that you can complete this task. Put weapons in the hands of those who want to resist.
, and at the same time, tell them that the food is waiting for them outside the city."
In the evening, in the northern camp, Rhodes had a final conversation with Fran about the liberation of Erengrad. In fact, the siege was a torment for both sides, and the people in the city could not get food.
Struggling in despair, the army outside the city also needs to consume a lot of financial and material resources because of the long-term siege. At least food must be continuously transported from the rear. Such consumption is almost like burning money. Every time the army stays here,
This would consume an astonishing amount of military spending. Therefore, Rhodes was also in a hurry.
As the largest city in the north of Kislev, Orengrad must be captured. Only by capturing Orengrad can the power of the northern coalition forces truly compete with the south.
"Don't worry, King of the North, Lord Rhodes, I have done this kind of thing a lot before, and this kind of situation is still stable."
Fran grinned mischievously. His deep eyes shone with confidence, as well as the sophistication and composure that had accumulated over the years.