In the fireplace, the firewood made a crackling sound when it burned, and the phantom in front of the king's eyes when the bard plucked the strings of the man at the door was no longer blurry.
The best queen of Keja, the queen dowager of Legrand.
his mother.
For more than ten years, the Duke of Buckingham kept a secret that he could not tell. He guarded the mad Queen Mother, which was to protect the king and the Queen Mother... He was only waiting for the day when the mad queen could wake up , enabling the king to have a mother.
This was the last gift the Duke of Buckingham left him.
He did everything he could for the king.
The king sat on the ground, he raised his head, for a moment he couldn't tell whether everything was illusory or real, sour, breathless... All complicated and indescribable emotions rushed like a tidal wave.
The queen mother Eleanor, with black hair and green eyes, came over, tears in her eyes falling down her thin face.
She half-kneeled before the king and held him in her arms with her arms outstretched. She had lost the whole world, but now she has everything again, her child, her little Purland.
Fate is too cruel to them.
Eleanor put her forehead on the king's silver hair, and her hands that once picked up the spear from the blood and used to grind the iron into sharp blades trembled at this moment. Her lips were trembling, and she was speechless for a long time. When looking at the king at the Rose Palace, Illinois once thought about how she would speak when she saw her child.
She thought so much, but now she can't say a word.
Fate treats this family too unfairly.
Her child was supposed to be the most honorable king in the world, but he was sitting on the ground by the table, holding the letter, so sad that he was just a child who had lost too much.
"My child, my little Purland..." Illinois finally choked up, hugging him tightly and whispering, "Here I am, here I am."
Therefore, there is no need to suppress sadness anymore, someone will wipe your tears when you cry, hug you tightly, and prevent you from being attacked by the cold wind.
"he's gone."
said the king hoarsely.
gone forever and never come back.
His tears finally fell.
A warm enough embrace, a pair of trembling hands, a mother who was lost and found... After so many years, after struggling to survive in hatred and coldness, someone finally taught him how to let the tears fall when he was so sad Come. At this moment, he is like all bereaved children.
A pair of hands gently patted his back, as gentle as in the vague memory.
Queen Eleanor's black hair fell over the king's silver, and she hugged her child tightly.
In the warm firelight, she hummed a familiar melody low and hoarse, as she once held a newborn baby. She once hummed this melody to lull the king who wanted to see his father to sleep, and now she hummed it again, hoping to soothe the sadness in her child's heart.
The night shrouded the earth, and the crows jumped up.
All partings, all reunions, all sorrows... will pass through the long night.
…
Southeast of Legrand, the port of Cossoaia.
Today's Captain Hawkins is quieter than ever, and the young sailors on board are toasting to the end of their insane captain, but some of the older pirates are silent.
Captain Hawkins, wearing a black slanted hat, sat alone on the railing of the bow deck, and his back looked like he was going to commit suicide by jumping into the sea. He was holding a wine bottle in his hand and was trying to pour more wine with his head up. After shaking it for a while, two drops of wine fell into Captain Hawkins' mouth. With a "tsk", he threw the wine bottle into the sea.
The witch was shrouded in a black dress. She looked at the captain who was rarely quiet without the first mate, and didn't bother him.
Wheels, wheels.
A small barrel rolled to the witch's feet and flicked upwards.
The witch understood that it was Jane who wanted to talk to her.
The contract she signed with Jenny was different from others, and she was the only one who could communicate directly with Jenny.
The witch stretched out her hand and pressed it against the railing.
Jenny's voice sounded in her mind: "Grela, Grela... That bastard who almost burned my sail... Duke of Buckingham, can't he come again?"
The witch was stunned for a moment. Jenny has always been like a little girl. She didn't expect Jenny to feel this keenly.
"Like William?"
The witch looked up at Captain Hawkins, who was drinking for herself, and answered in a low voice.
The sails of the ship suddenly drooped sluggishly, no longer buoyed up.
The wind at sea was blowing all night, and Captain Hawkins sat on the railing and drank all night. When it was just dawn in the east, he stood up staggeringly on the railing, and stumbled from the railing and fell into the sea with a thud, splashing Lao Gao's water.
The pirates who came to clean the deck in the morning happened to see it, thinking that their captain was crazy again and went to sea to wash his brain.
The witch smiled wryly and asked to quickly get Captain Hawkins out of the sea.
…
Rose Palace.
The sun just rose, and the rays of light fell on the spire of the magnificent palace castle. The King and Queen Illinois stood together at the stone pavilion where the Duke of Buckingham and the King rested during their walk.
Winter has receded, and in the Rose Palace, where the temperature is higher than outside, roses have begun to recover. The rose vines coiling around the stone pavilion have begun to spew out a little bit of new green buds. The king, wearing a scarlet cloak, stretched out his hand to support the railing, and he had already suppressed his emotions.
The Queen Mother of Eleanor looked at her child.
Time flies, and in the time she wasn't able to participate in, her child has grown up to be strong enough like his father.
Always keep in mind your responsibilities as a monarch and refrain from drowning yourself in grief.
"Time flies so fast, you've grown up."
The Queen Mother of Eleanor gave a complicated smile.
According to the original secret law, the soul of the king exists in both worlds at the same time. But the baptism of the Holy Court made the king's soul carry the breath of the Holy Spirit, and the various illusions she saw at that time made her mistakenly believe that the secret method failed and the king was replaced by the Holy Spirit.
If she hadn't been crazy for so many years, would her children live easier and happier
She failed to do her duty as a mother, she failed to shield her children from the wind and rain.
The king sensed the hidden remorse in the Queen Mother's voice.
He turned to look at his mother.
"No." The king hugged her gently. "You saved me, many times."
In the last letter left by the Duke of Buckingham, he told the reason why the Queen Mother Illinois had been insane for so many years - she had seen her children die again and again in front of her own eyes.
Seeing those, the king understood everything.
When he was "Zhu Chi", he would have nightmares again and again, but after waking up, he would forget what he did in the dream, leaving only a kind of powerlessness and rage. When the Holy See used the secret method of baptism to carry out an assassination, he got the answer from the devil: that was the power of the secret method of baptism.
He remembered everything yesterday.
All nightmares are one content... He's in all kinds of peril, he's facing death time and time again.
"You saved me."
The king repeated it.
"again and again."
In those nightmares, he felt so weak and powerless, he felt that the whole world wanted to kill him, and he was a person who was out of place and intolerable to the world. But every time, there will be a voice, and a figure will firmly hold him in the dark.
It was because of that voice and those hands that he did not lose himself in the endless cycle of nightmares, and struggled again and again to survive.
Before he forgot, before he didn't know what it was.
Now he knows.
The one who blesses him again and again in his dreams... is the mother who is in pain and madness because of losing him.
In her painful dreams, she saw her child face danger again and again, so she reached out and tried to hold him again and again. Across a world, across such a long and distant time and space, love travels through time and space, like the wings of a goshawk, protecting her chicks from growing up safely.
The king finally understood why he had to do whatever it took to survive.
Because he is not hated by the world, he is also loved by people.
He's going back, he's going back to Legrand.
Here are all his relatives, this is his country, his land.
"Are you going back to Koya?" the king asked his mother. "I met a bard who still misses you, and would be glad if they knew you were alive."
Eleanor straightened the collar for the king. She looked at her son, who had not been able to take a close look yesterday. His blue eyes were inherited from William III. His thoughtfulness was exactly the same as that of his father, neither of them were good at expressing themselves or dealing with soft emotions.
The queen mother understood that the king was trying to divert her guilt.
She shook her head: "I can't go back now. In the eyes of the world, I have died of illness. If I appear rashly, it will cause them trouble. Moreover, I will defend your country in the shadows, you are the only one of Legrand. monarch."
Her voice was soft and undeniable.
The head of the house stopped at a distance from the mother and son who finally met. He looked at the former mistress of the palace, his eyes were slightly moist, and he muttered in a low voice, "That's good."
It's good, at least not everything has left.
"come on."
The king sensed the arrival of the home chief.
The Housekeeper is here to report on preparations for the Duke of Buckingham's funeral.
It would be a funeral, and it would be a declaration of war.