Refusing Love As A Queen

"Will you?"

Adele looked sideways at him following the melody.

Her eyes are as beautiful as red roses. Perhaps some people call this color a notice of witches and demons, but they cannot deny their thrilling beauty. The light of thousands of candles in the ball hall plated it with stars. It’s golden, like a devil and angel living in it.

Heinrich's breathing stopped slightly for a moment.

He became Adele’s mentor when he was 23. He met for the first time. After the princess sat in the rose bush, the first sentence was "Do you like red?" Two questions, they are all hiding from me, will you?

Heinrich knows why everyone hides from the young princess-not long ago, the queen was executed for "using witchcraft to lure the king and mess up the government", one of the evidence is the unknown red eye.

The princess's hand was hanging in the air, and she might retract it at any time.

No, your highness.

no, I can not……

Heinrich wanted to answer this subconsciously.

"It's a foregone conclusion, so you should get the most benefit-this is your rule." Adele said, "just like you do when you find that the riot/riot is a foregone conclusion and you can only get the most benefit by committing to the party... …You could have notified me, could you? My dear mentor."

They revolved with the dance music, and the candlelight in her eyes was swallowed by the shadow.

The expression in her eyes became completely strange to Heinrich.

It's just like... a rose that was originally delicate and lively has been tempered into metal, although it still retains its original appearance, but it has become cold and hard.

"It's a foregone conclusion, you should think about how to get the most benefit."

She said indifferently.

Life is always full of absurdity. After all, Adele still learns to be cruel and vicious from him, but unfortunately in a way he did not expect. He doesn't even know what the emotions in his heart are at the moment.

"Congratulations, my dear student," Heinrich said dryly, "you finally learned to give up those unnecessary things."

The dance music originally had a long time, but it stopped without warning.

Everyone in the hall looked in the direction of the orchestra. The royal master musician bowed and apologized repeatedly, claiming that it was a crappy piano player and suddenly forgot the next score. It's a pity that his pale face and the cold sweat falling on his forehead made these words unconvincing.

"In that case, change to a new one?"

Dalton walked through the crowd and walked straight towards the queen and Heinrich. He smiled, as if what was happening right now had nothing to do with him.

At this moment, the atmosphere suddenly became weird. Everyone scanned this side secretly, their eyes swept back and forth over Heinrich and Dalton.

Everyone knows that the queen who trusted and favored the most before was her mentor, but now...

Heinrich shook the queen's hand and looked at him coldly: "It's not time to change partners? Mr. Dalton."

"Although something unexpected happened, it is considered the end of the song after all." Dalton smiled nonchalantly and leaned over to reach out to the Queen. "Will I be honored to dance with you? Your Majesty."

Adele smiled and withdrew his hand from Heinrich's shoulder and put it on Dalton's slender and powerful hand: "Of course."

At the moment when she shook her hand, a wave of anger arose in Heinrich's heart, burning and rolling. Although he knew that Adele was actually taking advantage of Dalton, this couldn't change anything...

When Dalton wrapped his arms around the queen's waist, something strange happened: the musicians who just "can't remember the score" picked up good memories. They even played a La Volta duet that was more complicated and more intense than just now.

Heinrich rejected the hints of several noble ladies and young ladies, and withdrew without expression, and stood in the dimly lit rest place.

The Chancellor of the Exchequer retired, knowing that his dance skills were clumsy, and he deliberately stood next to Heinrich.

After the melody sounded, men and women entered the dance floor in pairs, and the atmosphere was more enthusiastic and ambiguous than before.

Dance is one of the few things that can dilute the oppressive atmosphere of the court. Men and women embrace each other in a fierce melody, and the pearly luster and costumes can always create a lively and grand illusion. Especially among the dancing people, there is a pair young enough and handsome enough-the queen in the red dress and the general in the red satin coat look very good.

Dalton danced strong and powerful, with the kind of offensive brutality in his bones, like a sharply unsheathed war knife, stepping on blood and gunpowder with every step.

It may be difficult for ordinary ladies to dance with him.

The only one who can control this knife is a woman who is so fierce that it can burn the world.

The hem of the skirt turned layer upon layer like a midsummer rose, and the distance between the queen and the officer was suddenly close. She briefly allowed him to approach, and then separated at the next note. At the last moment, the queen in the red dress almost touched his cheek, like an avid lover. In the next moment, she distanced herself without hesitation, like a sudden enemy.

Capricious, mysterious, dangerous and charming...

Tonight she is the only goddess Aphrodite.

Unconsciously, the rest of the people were forced to retreat by the agitated atmosphere, giving up space. Both men and women are attracted by the beauty that can burn everything.

"Your mentor will be mad."

Dalton looked at her tightly, intently.

He is the closest person to face this overwhelming beauty. It is coming violently, invincible like a battle on the battlefield.

"After all, I gave you what belongs to him."

Adele bit a strand of silver hair, watching him from the gap of the rotation, the corners of his eyes were plated with a coquettish bright color by the light of the candles and the gems on the neck.

For a moment, a short but real moment, Dalton felt that he was almost willing to be the queen's knife, to point her to everyone she hated.

Regardless of the consequences, regardless of everything.

"Then I have to be prepared to deal with the fangs of the poisonous snake."

He laughed, his sword shining.

The chancellor in the rest area heard Heinrich sneered slightly beside him.

The viciousness contained in that sneer can shock all the clergy.

He peeped at Heinrich from the outside light, only to feel that this great nobleman, known for his tricks and conspiracies, felt provoked like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, slowly wandering and bending up.

I am afraid it will be exciting in the future.

While shivering, this thought flashed through the chancellor's mind.

…………………………

The party ended and the peace talks officially came to an end.

The forgiven nobles boarded their carriages and left, full of thoughts. Dalton took advantage of the opportunity to arrange new defensive personnel for the Summer Palace from now on-he did not hesitate to remove the gentry from the guard and replaced it with his own fire/gunners. The queen returned to the familiar room accompanied by Mrs. Kelly.

When passing through a corridor, Adele suddenly stopped.

She glanced at the nearby Shimen thoughtfully, then turned her head and told Mrs. Kelly to go back first and take a walk here.

Mrs. Kelly did not suspect that he was there, and left on her knees.

The moonlight pouring down, spreading on the promenade like still water, made the megalithic building a bit sad and cool in the grandeur.

"Don't come out?" Adele asked calmly in a shadow.

Silent.

She waited patiently. After a long time, easily overlooked footsteps sounded, and the archbishop in a black monk robe walked out from behind the stone gate.

Adele is not surprised why he can be seen here, after all, as the archbishop of the empire capital, Rodri also has a room belonging to him in the day house.

The archbishop stood still some distance away from the queen, as if he had made up his mind not to get closer.

"Following is not what a clergyman should do, sir." Adele approached slowly, and looked at her Mr. Bishop with interest-you know, out of hatred for "heretics", he almost never Appeared here.

"Jumping to Lavolta is not the behavior that the queen should do." The archbishop immediately retorted.

The Lavolta pas de deux that Adele and Dalton danced has always been abominable to the Old Gods. Because it requires the male partner to lift and rotate the female partner with subtle skills, it is passionate and sexy. The Old Gods believe that this dance is the main cause of debauchery, depravity and murder.

However, in fact, it is still popular in the upper Roland.

The nobles did not hate it, just as the doctrine opposed luxury, they still inlaid their clothes with dozens of pearls and gems.

"I didn't see you at the ball," Adele ignored the archbishop's accusation. She walked up to the archbishop and stared at the steel-blue eyes. "You didn't participate in the ball? How did you know that I danced? La Volta?"

The archbishop realized that he had fallen into the queen's trap again, and he pressed his lips together and said nothing.

Under the eagle-like brow bones, those steel-blue eyes are even more terrifying because of their discomfort. But the queen ignored it, she laughed lowly, and suddenly approached him.

The snare of Youxiang enveloped him again, and it was this snare that made him come to the Summer Palace in a ghostly manner, watching her dance with Heinrich and Dalton. It was this snare that made him wait in the dark, just to give her a reminder... Damn, what did she do to him even if she died?

God! What is he doing?

"Are you looking at me?"

If it is a war, then the archbishop has lost his armor at this moment.

Archbishop Rodry took a step back in embarrassment, but the queen followed suit and took another step forward.

Her face was incredibly clear in the moonlight, her full forehead, thick eyelashes, petal lips... so perfect it could only be a gift from God.

"So..."

The queen chuckled lightly, her voice softer and softer.

"Tell me, my dear Mr. Bishop, why are you looking at me? Why are you looking at a... heresy."

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Regarding dancing, Ann Bolling played by Natalie Mordor had a particularly stunning dance with Henry VIII in the Tudor Dynasty. There are clips at station b, you can check if you are interested. When Ambolin wore a red dress and danced with Henry VIII, people could really feel the charm of wolf-like, ambiguous and biting each other. There were a few eyes in particular.

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