Chapter 12 Queen, Princess and Destiny (2)(3/4)
Could it be...
Thales was shocked all over!
He looked at Aunt Elise's face again.
This time, my aunt's delicate face completely overlapped with a face that seemed to be from a long, long time ago in my memory.
It's been so long that I almost forgot.
yes.
is her.
It's the goose-down noblewoman.
Thales looked at the princess aunt blankly.
That day, it was her.
It was she, covered in goose down, with twenty Terminator Swordsmen, who met Thales who ventured out to beg in the territory of the Blood Bottle Gang on Red Square Street.
It was she who gave alms to unkempt Thales on the street, twelve coppers and... one silver coin.
However, Thales has changed so much that even she may not be able to recognize him. The second prince Thales in front of her is actually the same person as the beggar Thales a month ago.
Thales touched his chest.
There, it was the scar that Quaid had burned with that silver coin.
Because of that charity, Kolya, who was seriously ill, was able to survive typhoid fever.
It was because of that charity that Ned reported to Quaid.
It was precisely because of that charity... myself... the beggars... Quaid... Yara... Red Square Street...
It was precisely because of that charity that everything happened after that...
Thales sighed deeply.
"What's wrong?" Princess Elise looked at Thales with a complicated look on her face.
"No, it's nothing."
Thales raised his head and showed a respectful smile.
This aunt suddenly became much kinder in his eyes.
"I just felt a little emotional when I saw my relatives."
Ashida Sarkon's smile reappeared in front of his eyes.
Is this, what you said, accidental?
Or - Thales saw the strong Kessel in front of him, his lonely figure in the royal cemetery - it was fate?
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XC District Underground Street, Sunset Bar.
"Cut it down."
"Just think of it as a piece of wood."
"Abandon useless emotions and principles and become a true Sarriton!"
"Cut it down!"
No.
No!
Yara Sarriton suddenly woke up from her nightmare!
She rolled up from the bed, breathing heavily.
She remembered that after the three beggars were kidnapped, she knelt in the Sunset Bar and could not get up for a long time.
until losing consciousness.
And now...
"It's really ugly."
On the other side of the bed, in the corner of the room, a voice that was very familiar to Yara came from.
"Do you always have that nightmare every time you are stimulated?"
Yara exhaled hard:
"old man."
"When did you come back."
She closed her eyes and lay back on the bed.
But the voice didn't mean to answer her:
"Yara Sarriton, if you can't look back and face the fears of the past, then you will always be a weak person."
Yara opened her eyes, then pursed her lips, turned to face the wall, and turned a deaf ear to the old guy's words.
"Even Roda can suppress you to the point of being unable to fight back... What a pity those two great murderous knives are..."
Yara thought of the three kidnapped beggars and Kolya's heartbreaking pleas.
【Sister Yala...】
She closed her eyes tightly and fought back the tears in her eyes.
But the old guy's words still came out: "A fear has locked you up like this. You are no different from Quaid... back then..."
Nightmarish memories came over me.
Yara couldn't bear it anymore, so she got up and shouted angrily at the corner:
"enough!"
"No need to remind me again!"
The old guy laughed deeply:
"Hehehe... remind you what?" The old guy continued to laugh at her: "Huh, look, you are so scared that you don't even dare to mention it..."
There was a "ding" sound, which startled Yara.
She knew that it was the sound of the old guy playing with the blade of the knife.
Although she was a little weak, Yara stood up angrily.
"Hmph, it sounds like if I mention it, I will immediately become an extreme master."
"Who knows," the old guy said mysteriously, "but if you keep escaping, you will definitely not reach the extreme...what happened yesterday will still happen again."
"The name Sarriton will still imprison you like a curse for eternity."
"Do you really want that man's nightmare to rule the rest of your life?"
"Or do you want to experience your own powerlessness and weakness again?"
Yara opened her mouth and took two deep breaths.
"What's so difficult about this?" she gritted her teeth, "it's just that."
"Oh?" The old guy's voice fluctuated a little: "What's the matter?"
Yara twisted her face, and the stone room appeared in front of her eyes.
no.
She began to tremble.
no.
Darkness and blood spread before her eyes like a tide.
no.
Her teeth began to chatter.
no.
She could hardly breathe.
no.
Can't remember...
But the next moment, a small silhouette appeared in front of her.
That was a brat with black hair and gray eyes, covered in scars, and he looked at her unpretentiously and said resolutely:
"I'm going alone."
Yara opened her eyes and took a breath of air.
To be continued...