Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Too calm, looking at her calmly.

Not afraid.

He only showed a gentle smile, grabbed her hand, and lowered his head slightly.

Like a rose with its thorns plucked.

Beautiful, yet docile.

Low eyebrows are pleasing to the eye, quiet and quiet.

It looked really bullying.

It's easy to make people feel bad.

Nia stared at her, squinting slightly.

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Castle.

I don't know how long the time outside has passed.

Inside, the static space-time is like a big impenetrable net.

Coming from all directions, enveloping that small and powerless person.

The stagnant time, the stagnant air, and the stagnant, closed door, everything is dead.

Except they—

The real four people who desperately wanted to get out.

The dead silence in the castle magnified and magnified their restless and manic emotions.

The longing to get out, the desperation to not know when you'll be able to leave.

They tried to push the door, tried to find the mechanism, and even tried any method they could think of.

Tried everything, nothing works.

The door was as thick as a giant's thigh, even though they tried their best, they still didn't budge.

Like a mayfly shaking an elephant.

Totally vulnerable.

As the time they perceived passed, the longer they stayed in this airtight place, the more tired they became.

Exhaustion plus hunger, and mental tension.

Everything seems to be forcing them.

Forcing their emotions to collapse, to an uncontrollable direction.

There was silence outside the door, and there was only the sound of their struggling hearts beating behind the door.

The person sleeping on the rocking bed still closed his eyes and remained silent.

A person who is to be saved, but also—a person who can save others.

Her withered face, dry hands, and dark yellow complexion, she was clearly asleep, but there seemed to be a dreamy smile on her face.

It's like having a very happy dream.

Don't want to wake up at all.

Even if the surrounding environment changes, it will not be disturbed in the slightest.

The shaker swayed slightly, and the shaking was subtle.

The scent of flowers in the air has faded, leaving only the sour smell that has not been bathed for many years.

Diffuse in the air, like a haze, shrouded in the castle.

For a long time.

finally--

All I saw was that Prince April suddenly stood up and walked towards the shaker.

He pulled out a short dagger from his waist and made a quick decision.

Caught off guard, the three people next to him were startled.

"elder brother--"

"Your Highness April—"

They also got up quickly.

Regardless of physical fatigue.

Only Prince April was seen, walking to the shaker with the short knife in hand.

Looking at the ugly woman in the bed, he raised the dagger, without any hesitation, and slammed it down——

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grassland.

Almost at the same moment, the cold and gentle Selene stopped what she was doing.

The soft and curly eyelashes were slightly raised, and the dark blue eyes were dark, deserted, without a trace of emotion.

Like a saint who has been deprived of emotion, his flawless face is bland and unmarked, as silent as the dead sea.

The action paused for a long time, and I couldn't see what was in my mind.

At the same time, a warm body came up behind him.

Rubbing, leaning closer, like a puppy.

Holding hands, with curiosity.

"What are you thinking, Selene."

Why didn't you move all of a sudden?
The person behind him has been hugging him, but he is not quite at ease.

Take advantage of the opportunity.

Don't dare to be blatant, that's all I can do...