"Pay for what?" I gripped the edge of the table uneasily, making eye contact with Leon. His purple eyes grew slowly darker, as if they were about to change color. "I changed my principles for you, again!" Leon said arrogantly, "Shouldn't you pay something?" You woman!" He put a hand on my neck and slammed my legs apart, his lower body straight against my flower path. The deep-purple eyes were filled with a ferocity such as I had never known before, and they suddenly reminded me of the faceless messenger of the Dark Spirit. Was there a fearful abyss behind his purple eyes? Would he devour me? Then there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and I turned my head sideways to see a soldier standing stock-still with a medicine case. If I am not mistaken, he was supposed to be the medical man who had come to examine me. "Get out, now!" Leon growled low, and did not even look up at the medic. Th
"I'm sorry, I hope my actions didn't hurt you." Leon said in a slightly apologetic tone, "I forgot you had injuries!" " "Actually, it doesn't hurt that much!" I forced myself to say that the shoulder had been torn by the exertion of the past few days, and that the pain would come and go. "I'll go and get the doctor to help you treat your wound now!" Leon was about to get up when he was pulled by me, and he turned to look at me. Those purple eyes were full of guilt. "I think we should talk about it first." I whispered, "That thing got into your body, right?" " "I don't know!" Leon hung his head, "But I can clearly remember what I just did, and I don't feel like I'm controlled by something." " "Maybe we can go to the prophet Nannia. I think she will help you!" I sat up and rested my head on Leon's shoulder. "Everything will be solved!" "Of course!" Leon smiled reluctantly, he kissed
"What?" Leon asked. "If the people of the Karen family knew that Madeleine killed her husband, do you think they would still support her?" I remember the night at Madeleine's estate. I distinctly heard Madeline say that she had killed her husband. I guess that's not supposed to be a lie. So I told Leon what had happened that night, and who knows but that Leon heard it with a look of incredulity, and knew well that if the incident were true, it would be a serious blow to Madeline. "If this is true, I'm sure that the people of the Karen family will definitely kill Madeleine!" Leon affirmed, "The people of the Karen family have always been united, and once an outsider harms their clan, they will never allow that person to live, no matter who the other party is!" " "So, how do we tell the Karen family about this fact?" I asked. Leon's gaze followed the flame of the candle, and for a moment he pondered,
I rushed desperately out of the tent, and the dust, swept up by the wind, fell directly on my face. I had to cover my face with my hands and try to open my eyes, but could not. So I had to rely on my voice and my sixth sense to find Leon in a dusky dust. "Emily, go back!" I heard Leon shouting at me, and instead of listening to him, I immediately went back to the tent, but followed the direction of the voice in search of him. "Leon, where are you?" I shouted, and the wind immediately blew sand and dust into my mouth. The wind almost knocked me down, and I moved forward bit by bit with my leaning body. Then I saw that several of the soldiers about me had been driven to the ground by the wind, and that iron pots and iron shelves were rolling on the ground. The tent next to it was swaying from side to side, and at any moment it might be swept away by the wind. What had been a howling wind became a hiss, and then a
"I'm not a witch!" I explained again, "Leon, trust me!" "I would like to choose to believe you! But what about the guards outside? Leon pointed out of the tent, "I'm not sure if anyone just saw the same vision as me." Imagine that there is a witch in the army, and that this witch has already recruited the slaves of the Black Wolf. Emily, this will not only affect the military heart, but also bring you disaster!" "I don't know anything about it!" I whispered, "This necklace was a birthday present from my mother, and she only told me that the necklace was made from the blood of ancient witches." My mother hopes that a necklace will bring me good luck!" The first time I put on this necklace, my wolf appeared and I met Leon. This necklace was a mascot for me. At least it helped me out when my life was in danger. "I don't care whose blood this necklace is made of, in short, its existence will cause you trouble!" Leon put h
"Leon, I'm sorry about those dead guards!" As soon as I heard the word enter the fray, I could not help thinking of the guard Leon had killed for me. Why do I always get into trouble at critical moments because I let Leon lose his men, when I obviously just want to help him out! I bowed my head, buried my face in the palm of my hand, and wept softly. Leon crouched down beside the tub and gently took my hands away and kissed the tears from the corners of my eyes with his lips. "Don't cry, baby!" Leon said, "I am willing to give everything, including my life, for you!" " Hearing him say this, I cried even louder. I never thought I would have so much love in Lyon. Nor did I ever know that Leon loved me so. "Baby, I want you!" Leon stopped my cries with his mouth, and his kiss was so strong that I almost choked. Leon held my head with one hand and reached directly into the tub with the other, reaching the softest fl
Early on the following morning Lyons led his troops into the field. I was left behind among the Maple tribe, and this time the war was not known when it would be over. During the time of waiting I could only stay at Alpha Mac's every day, for Leon had given orders to Alpha Mac before he left that he would not allow me to leave the house for half a step. Alfred Mack, in obedience to Leon's orders, not only placed a guard round the house, but sent two guards with me every day, wherever I went. Alfa Mac's arrangements made me feel as though I were being watched like a prisoner. But his Luna would come and see me every day and talk to me or send me some muffins she made. Thanks to Donna, at least her presence keeps me from getting bored every day. "I heard that the prince of Lyon led an army to repel the rebels!" Donna said to me while knitting, "I overheard Mike and the messenger talking yesterday while passing by Alpha's office, and it seems t
"You bastard!" I cursed Alf Mac, but I did not expect such hypocrisy and malignity from this seemingly hospitable man! "Leon will definitely win the war, but you choose to fall for Madeleine's camp at this time! How stupid!" "I'm afraid that it will be Her Highness Madeleine who wins the war in the end!" Alpha Mike said contemptuously, "I should have thought long ago how the always ruthless and strict Prince of Lyon would take a woman to fight. It turns out that you are the key to deciding the outcome of the war!" Princess Madeleine's letter said, "Just hang you high on the wall. Our valiant Prince of Lyon will immediately become a coward, who will not only lay down his arms for you, but even kneel at the feet of Princess Madeleine and beg for forgiveness!" "No, Leon won't do that!" I retorted, "It's just Madeleine's trick!" Only stupid people would believe her nonsense!" "But I don't think so! At least Madeline has promised to pay me wh