Eagle’s Glory

Under Aigron's kiss, Chanel was spiritually satisfied, and her original guilt was relieved.

She knew in her heart that she was sorry for Miss Agnes and Princess Teresa, both of whom she had great respect for, which was why she felt uneasy.

However, since this is His Majesty's wish, then he can only do his bidding.

After comforting Chanel, Agron ordered her to return to Teresa's side, and he himself walked back to the hall just now to continue the banquet tonight.

Not long after he came back, Teresa also walked back quietly, her expression was very calm, as if she had lifted the burden from her heart.

"Teresa, did you have a good chat with Agnes just now?" Agron asked with a smile.

Because he had just learned the content of the conversation between the two from Chanel, Aegron already knew that what he was most worried about did not happen, Agnes kept her promise and did not reveal the absurd things she did; Sha was also disturbed by this series of changes, so she didn't have any interest in pursuing this matter, she just wanted to let Agnes quit voluntarily.

Therefore, under the deliberate manipulation, these two girls who were supposed to open their hearts to each other, but due to various reasons, eventually lost themselves in the fog, and the young people who were supposed to carry their common anger also escaped for the time being. .

Because of this, Aegron was extremely relaxed, swept away the previous tension.

"Have a nice chat—" Teresa replied softly.

Then, she asked Agron, "Your Highness, Miss Agnes is indeed an admirable person, you know, I like extraordinary, so I am very happy to continue to be her friend. During our conversation, she also Promise me that you will treat me with the same respect and will never do anything to offend our friendship again..."

The implication is that Agnes has withdrawn voluntarily, and she hopes that Agron will stop pestering Agnes and tarnish the friendship between them.

For Aegron, of course, there is only one answer to this question.

"Of course," he replied firmly. "I'm glad to see the two of you getting along so well—I'll cherish your friendship."

Aegron's attitude was very considerate, but these words were vague after careful consideration, but Teresa was already in a state of confusion at this time, so she didn't have the energy to ponder these subtle words.

She was already a little tired from tonight's accident, and since Agnes and Agron had already said, she also felt that this should be the end.

For her, it is the best result for everyone to give in respectfully, so that she can continue to walk for her dream with her fiancé. .

"His Royal Highness, it's very late, so this is the end of tonight?" she suggested.

Of course Aigron happily agreed. "Okay, then let me announce the end of the banquet."

So, Aigron walked to the center of the synagogue, then waved and made a gesture.

Following his gesture, none of the officers who were still talking or laughing and scolding dared to speak out, and hurriedly stood still and looked at the young man.

"Everyone, it's too late, our banquet is over." Aigron said to everyone calmly, "I believe that tonight will be a pleasant night for all of us. Whether we are for The lively scene of the victory celebration and the gorgeous performance of the unknown lady are unforgettable. We celebrate our hard-won victory with a happy celebration, but we will always remember the suffering and sacrifice we have endured , there are still too many difficulties and obstacles in front of us, we must not stop here and hesitate, today we celebrate in Greece, and one day we will celebrate together in Fontainebleau!"

Then he picked up a glass of wine and shouted, "Let's toast to victory together!"

"For victory!" Everyone present picked up their wine glasses one after another.

Aigron drank the wine in his glass with confidence, and then glanced at the people present from the corner of his eyes.

Soon, he found Agnes in the corner just now.

Although the candlelight in that corner was relatively dim, the girl's arrogant figure was already conspicuous enough, and with the flower crown on her head, it was as if Artemis, the goddess of hunting, had arrived.

And while he was watching, as if feeling something, Agnes also raised her head and immediately met his gaze.

As if being stung, Agnes immediately raised her brows, as if she was about to pick up her sword and kill again.

However, fortunately, she doesn't plan to spoil the scenery now, so she doesn't have any extra actions.

Agron still kept a smile, and then nodded lightly to her as a greeting, while Agnes gave him a stern look and immediately looked away.

Aegron has not been treated like this for a long time, but he is not angry at this moment, because he knows that this is the price he must bear.

Well, it doesn't matter, you will feel better when the time comes.

In this way, under the order of Aegron, the celebration banquet ended.

Everyone filed out one after another. For them, tonight was lively, with delicious food and wine, and the rare performance, which was enough to keep them entertained, to clear their accumulated fatigue, and to have a little more talk.

For Aigron and Theresa, they finally completed an essential etiquette performance.

As members of the royal family, it's something they've learned growing up, and it's even an important part of their lives.

Now, they are all quite tired and just want to rest as soon as possible.

In the dark night, under the guidance of Chanel, they came to the room where they rested upstairs.

Then, Chanel helped them change out of their clothes and washed briefly, and then the two of them went to bed together.

After lying down on the bed, Teresa habitually hugged her fiancé. Because she was a little exhausted and drank a lot of alcohol tonight, she was not in a good mood, so she didn't have much to say.

"Your Highness, do we have any plans for tomorrow?" She asked a simple question softly.

"Let's go to visit the ruins of Mr. Byron together." Aegron suggested, "I promised you before, since you have come to Methorongion now, it is time."

"Really?" Teresa suddenly regained her senses, then looked at the young man with wide eyes, "That's great...!"

"As long as you're happy," Agron replied with a smile.

"His Royal Highness... I really like every day I spend with you." Teresa hugged the young man tightly, then closed her eyes slightly, "If we can keep doing this in the future, that would be the best. We became a couple and we've been together forever, you promised..."

Then Teresa didn't say more, and the two hugged each other like this, falling into a deep sleep.

In the early morning of the next day, Aigron and Teresa came to the outside of a house in Methorongi.

Aegron told her that this was Byron's former residence.

Because today was an ordinary private event and was visiting the remains of the deceased, Teresa was only wearing a rather simple dress, and her expression was quite solemn.

She has been addicted to her father's study since she was a child, and she is particularly fond of those poets and writers. Of course, Lord Byron, a famous poet, has long been familiar with her, and she also appreciates Byron's works.

When the news of Byron's death came to Vienna, she could not help but feel unspeakable regret at a young age.

However, what made her happy was that the cause of Greek independence that Byron had been obsessed with before his death was being completed by her and her fiancé. Are you really happy to have it come true?

Because of the coexistence of sadness and gratification, Teresa's eyes were also quite complicated. She looked at the dilapidated house in front of her, and then looked inside and out.

To her disappointment, there were not many traces of the great poet, no daily necessities, no residents who knew him, and no leftover manuscripts, nothing.

Although she knew that this was a normal thing, she couldn't help feeling a little sad in her heart.

"Has he left nothing behind?" she whispered to Aegron.

"I'm sorry, Teresa." Agron spread his hands. "Nothing is left."

He didn't tell Teresa the truth—in fact, it wasn't Byron's house at all, and it couldn't possibly have anything from him.

After Byron's death, most of his relics were sent back to England with his remains, while the rest were shared with the locals.

Then, because of the back and forth of the war, the fortress of Methorongi was already in ruins. Even those who had lived here for many years could not find traces of Byron's former residence. What a Byron memorial facility.

In the original historical line, after the end of the Greek War of Independence, in order to recognize the poet's contribution to the Greek independence movement (mainly his contribution to public opinion), the Greek government specially allocated funds to build a building for Byron near Methorongion. A cemetery (Byron's body was brought back to England for burial, a lung was left in Greece) and memorial sculptures.

In order not to disappoint Teresa, who was in his heart, Aegron found a less severely damaged dwelling in the city, and then claimed that it was Byron's former residence - anyway, no one could prove it.

Of course, Teresa didn't know the little tricks played by her fiance, and at this moment she only felt quite regretful and disappointed.

She knows what's going on.

After Byron came to Greece, he worked hard for the Greek independence war and almost spent his net worth. Later, when I rode on horseback, I encountered heavy rain, and then unfortunately contracted pneumonia, and then became seriously ill and was bedridden for many days. Byron kept babbling in a coma, encouraging his colleagues to keep going.

The doctor who cared for him then bled him, cut his veins with a sharp lancet, and placed it in a silver bowl, a full pound.

Then all these efforts ended in failure, and on that final night, Byron slept forever. Lying on a bed in Greece, with the window above his head, the gloomy landscape and moonlight outside, and a broken ruin, his pillows are pressed with poems and official documents, and these things will never be added in the future. pen.

Teresa's eyes wandered around, and in the void, she seemed to see a tragic scene:

The poet who used to be rich, handsome, full of love and courage for the world is now only covered with a layer of white cloth, the once wise head is only left with boundless silence, and the originally handsome face has also slept forever. .

"Death will take away everything from a person. He lost everything for this place, and as a result, there is nothing left for him here!" She couldn't help sighing.

Aigron suddenly shook his head as if he knew what she would say.

"No, Teresa, he can stay."

"What?" Teresa looked at the young man in confusion.

"Come with me—" Aegron said with a mysterious smile.

Teresa was puzzled, but she followed Aegron obediently, her heart was full of curiosity, and she wanted to see what His Highness had prepared for her.

Surrounded by the entourage, the two walked out of the fortress along the path together, and soon came to a clearing.

This open space is located in the middle of a green field, surrounded by withered and yellow trees, and weeds are spreading everywhere at this time.

And in the middle of the clearing, a large group of people were busy, either carrying stones or chopping trees with axes, and around them, a group of soldiers with guns seemed to be watching them and supervising their labor.

Thanks to the hard work of these people, a large area of ​​loess has appeared in the middle of the green space, and many pits have been dug, some of which have been filled with stones, but because the project has just started, I don’t know what the future will be. What is it like to build.

"What is this?" Teresa asked the young man quickly. "Who are they?"

"They are our captives this time, the Turks who survived." Aigron replied calmly, "As for what they are doing... They are building cemeteries and monuments. We will use this as the resting place of the fallen soldiers. ."

After a pause, he added, "Lord Byron's monument will undoubtedly be placed here as well."

After the Turkish soldiers had surrendered to him, Aigron had left them behind for service, and he had no conscience about it, because he knew that if he handed them over to the Greeks they would only be worse off.

Moreover, since he raised them, it seemed natural for them to make compensation.

He also has reason to use heavy labor to consume their physical strength and will to resist.

Rebuilding the city, building tombs and monuments, was necessary.

"This is great..." Teresa also fully understands and supports this. "Thank you, Your Highness, this is your surprise for me!"

She laughed in surprise, then pointed to the cemetery that was still in its infancy, and looked at the young man with an affectionate tone.

"Although Mr. Byron's remains have returned to England, I believe his heroic spirit will rest here forever, and he will bless us for everything we have done... Your Highness, we will leave traces forever, we Together! Forever!"