The princess asked softly under the streetlight, looking at the box that Xia De was carrying.
Xia De shook his head slightly, breathing through his nose, and the white hot air slowly dissipated with the wind:
"In fact, I was the one who saw you at Midhill Castle in the autumn, passing on the information and distracting MI6 at the railway station."
He still held the princess's hand, in order to prevent himself, a great liar, from getting slapped. But she did not do so, but pursed her lips and looked at Shade:
"so?"
There is also white mist when you open your mouth, which is a scene that only appears in winter.
"Actually, I am the Gray Eagle. Oh, don't look at me like that. I'm not the Gray Eagle I used to be. I'm..."
He paused, staring into the princess's eyes. But out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to see the figure of Sparrow Hamilton in the darkness behind the princess.
Your own imagination.
"Technically, I'm Grey Eagle II."
He never took the initiative to admit this to anyone. Even Dr. Schneider, who knew all this, heard it from the ghost of Detective Sparrow.
"I... inherited everything from Sparrow Hamilton. Yes, everything. His identity, his property, his house... The cat is not his, but the client, Miss Godd's. But he did accept the commission... So, for my own convenience, and to repay him a little, I did some things for him."
He laughed at himself and said:
"Although I said I was helping him, it was just to cover up my actions."
Margaret stared at him closely, not caring about the falling snow piling up on her shoulders:
"So, you've been deceiving me from the beginning. You've been hiding the fact that we've ever met... The note about the bombing was also left by you?"
"Yes."
Xia De nodded. He felt that he had done the right thing.
"There was no better way to inform you at the time. Although the bomb was not big enough to hurt you, if your visit caused injuries to other people, you would be in a passive position in public opinion."
Shad knew that this was an excuse for his behavior, and he was also trying to use words to gain Margaret's forgiveness. The latter looked at him, and they stood up in the snow together, standing under the gas lamp, with flying snowflakes swirling above their heads.
They were still holding hands, and Shade felt the princess's hand exerting force, and her heart was not at peace:
"Why?"
She looked into Shad's eyes and asked, as if she wanted to see into his soul:
"Why, tell me this before I leave?"
Shad tells the truth:
"Although the lady just now is from the Truth Society, she is indeed very wise. She is right. Some things cannot be delayed. Tonight is your last night in Tobesk, and I don't want to lie to you again. After seeing off the maid and her fiancé at the dock, I think we have become friends, and very good friends at that. I think I should not hide this matter any longer."
He said seriously:
"Even though I have taken over someone else's identity, I have done nothing wrong and I don't owe anyone anything. I should have told you this instead of sending you off with a lie. Margaret, I don't like to deceive anyone."
He also looked into the princess' eyes under the gaslight. Her eyes were very beautiful:
"I don't want to hide this matter anymore, even if it is related to my original identity, even if it is the secret of my settling down in Saint Teresa's Square... Margaret, I think I should tell you this tonight instead of hiding it all the time... Yes, you are about to leave here, and you and I don't need these secrets... Oh!"
He suddenly cried out in panic because the princess suddenly pulled out her hand from his hand and pushed Shade into the darkness.
Just like the climax of an opera, with snow flying overhead, the young knight staggered backwards until he was pushed by the princess against a low wall by the roadside that was not illuminated by the gas lamp.
As the suitcase bounced and fell to the ground, leaving her alone in the light, Margaret Anjou used her body to firmly hold Shad between her and the street wall in front of the red brick wall, holding the wall with one hand, then bit his lip and kissed him.
The suitcase containing 1,000 pounds of banknotes was left alone in the light. Snowflakes soon covered the suitcase, but the small shadow on the edge of the suitcase was so quiet and imperceptible.
In the darkness a few steps away, the two were entangled tightly. Xia De had kissed many girls and knew the smell of lipstick, tears, and perfume, but this was the first time he knew the smell of snow and blood.
Snow fell all over her shoulders, and the moon was so gentle behind the clouds. Margaret Anjou didn't let go of Chad, who was pressed against the wall by her, until her lips began to feel numb.
She pursed her lips, and the taste of Shade's blood was in her mouth. Shade, whose lip was bitten, pursed his lips and looked at her:
"Margaret, I hope you know what you are doing."
He remained calm:
"I have been involved with more than one girl. I admit that you are a very beautiful girl, but... Yes, I have some feelings for you, but I like more than one girl... Actually, there are some things I haven't told you..."
This refers to the identity of MI6 and his relationship with Miss Sylvia. Shade really hopes that the princess in front of him can think clearly, instead of doing something irrational because of the atmosphere.
You don't like her
she asked with a smile.
Of course, Shade had a crush on the princess of the South Country. Even though this crush was not as good as his feelings for Luvia, Dorothy, and Lecia, Shade would not deny it. Therefore, just as he said at this moment, he needed Her Royal Highness to figure out what she was doing.
Although the stranger is greedy, he will not deceive any feelings.
The girl with long light golden hair showed an expression that seemed to want to laugh but also want to cry. She spat to the side in an unladylike manner. The color of lipstick and blood spread on the snow.
"Of course I know what I'm doing. I won't be your lover. I'm the princess of Carsenrick!"
Xia De said nothing more, and raised his hand to clear the snow from the princess's shoulders. But for some reason, the snow kept falling, turning their hair white. Trying to clear it away was just a drop in the bucket.
He tried to reach for the suitcase under the gaslight, but the young girl pushed him back forcefully with her shoulder and kissed him again.
The patrolling police passed by here with gas lamps in hand, complaining about the weather. When they saw the suitcase, they walked faster in surprise, and then saw the two young men by the wall, so they smiled at each other, signaled to keep quiet, and left quietly.
"You, Shad Suellen Hamilton."
She leaned her hands on the wall, her face flushed, but her eyes seemed to be shining as she looked at Xia De:
"Disloyal grey eagle, unclean knight."
She saw the wound on Shade's lip from the corner of her eye, but she still stared into Shade's eyes:
"I know how your love life is as a handsome gentleman... But you are still a gray eagle, and you must be a gray eagle. I need you."
She needs the important agent "Grey Eagle" as her political capital.
"no problem."
Shad nodded.
"You didn't choose me, but I fell in love with you. A princess of the noble Anjou family will not be anyone's lover... I, Margaret of Anjou, want you to be my lover. Yes, I fell in love with you!"
She took a deep breath, the taste of rust still lingering in her mouth:
"I have a bigger goal. Therefore, you will not be my lifelong lover. You can leave at any time. And I can only kiss you. Knight, Grey Eagle, Detective, Shade, are you willing to be my lover who can only kiss each other? Until, until I abandon you?"
The white mist dragged in the wind like a long dragon, and the last sound was quite hysterical. Xia De knew how complicated the princess's inner feelings were. But he couldn't tell her about his specialness, at least before greeting the witches.
"Yes, only kissing..."
Xia De embraced the girl in front of him. He knew what he wanted. It didn't matter to him to worry about it.
"Even if there are more girls I like than just..."
"What I can't do with you, let other princesses do it with you."
Their noses almost touched each other. No one cared that they were standing in the heavy snow, or that someone might be looking for them in the banquet hall of Canary Manor.
"Shad Suren Hamilton... I'm leaving tomorrow."
Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Xia De, so this time, Xia De took the initiative to hug and kiss the girl in front of him.
They did not return to Canary Manor immediately, nor did they go to St. Teresa's Square, nor did they stay on the street to continue watching the snow in the cold winter night wind. Instead, they took a carriage to the public cemetery outside the city according to the original plan.
Along the way, Shad hugged Margaret and told her the story of the Grey Eagle and the Grey Eagle II, and explained his current situation. It was a story that started in the summer of this year. It was not particularly exciting, but it was enough to attract the attention of the foreign princess.
When we arrived at the cemetery, the heavy snow that covered the entire Tobesk area had also covered Mr. Sparrow Hamilton's grave.
Without disturbing the gravekeeper, they quietly found the location of the grave in the dark.
Shade didn't come here often, but it seemed that every time he came here to visit the former detective, he had a completely different mood.
"He remained loyal until his death."
Xia De bent down and squatted in front of the tombstone, putting down two bouquets of flowers he had brought from Canary Manor before leaving. It was difficult to find fresh flowers in this season.
"In the fall, I had a spiritual encounter with Detective Sparrow for a special reason. He told me not to bother him anymore."
At this point, Shad smiled. He stood up again and stood side by side with Margaret. The night was a little cold, and she was wearing a cloak and looking at the snow-covered grave in front of her.