As soon as he entered the banquet hall, Boris felt the atmosphere of celebration and joy. The gorgeous red carpet was laid from the door steps to the throne where the tsar sat. Golden tapestries hung from the ceiling and hung on the walls on both sides.
Above. The firelight shines on the bronze mirror, reflecting colorful streams of light.
On the long table, there are food and wine that have been prepared.
Guests came and went, but Boris's eyes always stayed on the queen. Dennis was wearing a velvet robe today, with long golden hair hanging naturally on his shoulders. There was no decoration in his hair. He was simple and easy-going. If he insists,
Find out the decorations on the queen's body, and the only one is the pearl necklace hanging around her neck. However, even this only decoration is not very luxurious. It is just an ordinary pearl necklace, natural and pure, just like
Its wearer is just as pure and flawless, yes, at least Boris thinks so.
Boris stared at her for a long time, and suddenly found that the other party was also peeking at him, and his heart beat wildly. He turned his face away, forcing himself to look elsewhere.
After all, the secret buried in his heart cannot be known to others, and he has not even told his father, who has always been the closest to him. Boris knows that such thoughts can only be kept deep in his heart, and there must be no thought of taking action.
He walked through the chaotic crowd and sat down alone in a corner. There were fresh meats and butter bread on the table. There was no fruit because it was not the season for fruit. Boris held the wine glass and said, gentleman
Sipping like a sip. People were coming and going, and the banquet hall was noisy. Finally, he couldn't help it, and turned to look at the queen next to the throne. To his surprise, he found that Dennis was also looking at him...
Like himself, the queen's eyes escaped... They didn't have the courage to look at each other directly... Boris saw her talking to the noble girl next to her, with a faint smile on her fair face. Even if it was an ordinary smile, Boris
Liss was fascinated by it.
"Boris, what are you doing here? Come up with me and sit forward. Our status is not that low."
The father didn't know when he appeared behind him, holding his son's shoulders with his rough hands, a warm smile on his face.
Boris breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that his father did not notice anything strange.
The palace dance started, and delicacies were brought to the table. Roast suckling pig, spicy beef, boiled eggs, etc. were all available. Except for a little less vegetarian vegetables and fruits, other foods were available. The guests sat on the long table
, eating the delicacies elegantly, while the servants kept helping them clean up the food leftovers and serve them new delicacies.
Boris didn't like this kind of occasion. If it weren't for the purpose of meeting the goddess in his dream, he wouldn't have come. Not long after the banquet started, people began to come up one after another to congratulate the king and queen. They said it was congratulations.
Everyone knows that it is just flattering and getting closer. Boris noticed that almost every prince, minister, and noble toasted to the queen while toasting King Pavel, and they respected Dennis. These people blocked
Being between him and the queen, Boris sometimes couldn't see the queen's beautiful and lovely face.
He was a little restless and drank a little wine alone.
Next to the throne, Dennis held the hand of his good sister Villanelle, "How is it? This dinner is quite lively, isn't it?"
"Perfect! To be honest, in my whole life, I have never attended such a lively private dinner. I mean a birthday dinner."
Villanelle narrowed her eyes and smiled, as bright and lively as when Dennis first saw her. Over the years, her good sister has not changed at all. Thinking back to it, during her days at the Magic Academy,
Villanelle is considered her best friend. They practice magic together, train together, work for the Snow Queen together, and then together encourage the witches to resist the bloody tyranny.
In the coldest years, they even slept in the same bed, talking to each other and seeking comfort. After becoming the queen, Denis did not forget her, but promoted her immediately as Caroline's deputy.
Librarian of the Magic Academy.
"This is not just a birthday dinner."
Dennis reminded with a smile.
Villanelle was very smart and had an instant epiphany. She pursed her lips and smiled, staring at Dennis, and a tacit understanding was reached between the two.
"Did you see that? There are so many handsome young men here, you can choose one."
Dennis held the good sister's hand and said with a smile.
Villanelle is a little shy, but she knows what Dennis wants. This is not just about choosing a lover or a husband, but more importantly, forming a strong ally for her family. Family marriage is nothing more than that. No wonder Dennis tonight
Most of those invited were the upper echelons of Kislev, including several grand dukes and their sons.
Villanelle scanned the crowd with her big eyes. Most of these noble children were elegant and gentle. But Villanelle, who was also a noble girl, knew that these people were just like that on the surface. Behind the scenes, their lives were chaotic.
Normal. It is not news that she has several underground lovers. What she is looking for, and what Dennis wants her to find, are just powerful families, those powerful families who can help her and Dennis. Villanelle knows,
Her father hoped for the same thing. Although she was still a girl in age, Villanelle knew that she and Dennis were no longer girls.
"How's it going? Is there anything you like?"
Dennis turned his head and asked with a smile.
"It can't be so fast. I need to choose slowly."
Villanelle returned with a smile, a faint blush appearing on her fair cheeks.
"What are you talking about? I heard everything."
After Pavel finished chatting with the great nobleman Fergus, he turned to look at the beauties beside him. One was his wife, a beauty of ice and snow. The other was his wife’s good sister, who was lovely and moving. Pavel squinted his eyes and looked at Villanelle,
My mood is much happier than usual.
"Haha, then you should tell me, what did you hear?"
Villanelle returned with a smile. As Denis's good sister, she and King Pavel naturally had interactions. She carefully prepared Denis's wedding dress and makeup.
"I heard you guys talking about men." Pavel grinned, "How about it? Am I right?"
He stared at the witch Villanelle with gentle eyes.
"You have really good ears. It seems you often eavesdrop on our women's private conversations."
Villanelle joked with Pavel through Denis. Of course, an ordinary noble girl would never dare to joke with the Tsar like this. But she is a good sister of the queen, and such conversations are nothing new.
"Are you interested in it? I'll make the decision for you."
Pavel asked with a smile.
"Okay, this is a matter between us women. Don't worry about it anymore. I'll tell you after you take care of it."
Dennis half-jokingly interrupted the conversation between them. She raised her head and looked at where Boris was sitting, only to find that he was no longer there and had disappeared...