Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece

"Mother, this belt is too important for you, I can't!" Cynthia realized the meaning behind the belt and hurriedly handed it back to Christovia.

"Hold it, I don't need it anymore. And it will continue to bless you, my daughter!" Christovia smiled, and now she is the queen of Dionia, who holds countless wealth, A husband who is loved by all, a child who is intelligent and sensible, will be completely disconnected from that past.

Clithista returned the belt to Cynthia's hand, then pointed to the long wedding dress and the beautiful robes on the bed and said, "These are your father's best. They are the best bought from Persia." Cloth, then let the best weavers in the kingdom embroider you..."

Cynthia looked at this, her eyes were a little red, and she clung to Cly Stoia, excitedly said: "Mother, I... I..." There are a thousand words in my heart, but they all choked in the throat. .

Christopher kindly touched her face and said softly: "Stupid child, my father and I have always regarded you as your own biological daughter. These things can only express our intentions slightly. We are reluctant to marry you. ......Because of marriage customs, adult men cannot enter your mortuary at this time. Your father asked me to say something to you. He hopes that after you have married Patroclus’s family, don’t be arrogant in your own identity, but Try to do the duty of the hostess, cook the housework, and honor your in-laws..."

Every time Clithista said, Cynthia had a hard time, and the two said for a while, then Clithista left the room.

Cynthia wiped away the tears and looked at the wedding dresses in bed alone, some in a daze.

At this time, the door opened a small slit and reached into a small head: "Sister."

"Come in!" Cynthia was busy waving.

Eunice pulled Avia and sneaked in.

"Sister, you are very bored when you are alone in the house. Let's stay with you."

"Thank you Eunice, you are really sensible!"

"Sister Cynthia, you are married, can we see you often in the future?"

"Of course, as long as you don't sleep late, I will come back to see you often, Ivya."

"Well... I don't sleep late."

"Sister, and me, you have to come back to see me often!"

"As long as you don't bully your classmates, I will come back to see you."

"How can I bully my classmates?!"

"Cynthia sister, what is this?!" Eyes of Avia saw the chest **** the hand of Cynthia, curiously asked.

"This is..." Cynthia had not thought about how to answer.

Eunice yelled: "I know! I know! This is a beautiful Aphrodite chest strap! Every time my mom and dad sleep together, they will quietly bring it. I asked Mom, my mother said that I am still young and I can grow up when I grow up."

"Where is it worn?" Ivya was more curious.

"It’s stupid!" Eunice looked like a million-something, patted her chest and said to her sister, Ivya: "Of course, it’s worn inside the clothes to protect it. You screamed at your sister, I have one more here. You haven't. If you grow up, you will be able to use this chest strap..."

Listening to the two sisters talking about topics that are not suitable for children, Cynthia was both funny and blushing, and said: "Eunice, Ivya, my sister is going to wear a wedding dress. Are you two to help your sister dress up? ”

"Good!" the two shouted excitedly.

At this time, the door was gently ringed.

"Who?!" Eunice shouted first.

People outside the door may not have thought of other people in the house. After a while, they said carefully: "It's me, Croto."

"Yeah!" Eunice suddenly cried.

"Yeah!" Avia also called her sister.

"Brother, you can't come in! Mom said, men can't enter the wedding room!"

"That is the adult man." Cynthia tapped Eunice's head gently, and she disciplined her to make a fuss. She didn't have a good refuge for her younger brother, Croto, who had grown up since she was a child. She just stuffed her chest strap under the quilt and said, "Come in, Croto."

Croto Kataks walked into the house, looked cramped, watching Cynthia sitting on the bed next to the red bed, smiling at himself, the heart was like knocking down the five-flavored bottle, can not tell what the taste, he cough Two sounds, the sound of the opening is so dry: "Big sister... your wedding tonight, because I have to accompany my father in the palace to entertain the wedding banquets... so you can't join the wedding team... This is the knot I gave you... wedding gift..."

When Croto Kataks finished, he just took out the gift that was caught under his arm and was robbed by Eunice: "Wow, a beautiful helmet!" Eunice held it with both hands.

Indeed, this is a silver-white corps-style helmet, not only is made more elaborate, but also adds a lot of ornamentation, it looks both beautiful and practical, only the top crown is not inserted into the hat, obviously wants its future The owner does it himself.

"This helmet is for my sister's husband. Listen to his father, he is a good soldier." Eunice said, handing the helmet to Cynthia.

"Croto, thank you!" Cynthia took the gift happily and shouted at him: "I am gone, you have to take good care of your parents! And... look good at these little guys!"

"You can rest assured." Croto Kataks reluctantly laughed. Just after receiving the words, Eunice was dissatisfied with the swearing: "I am growing up, I don't need someone to look after!"

Cynthia smiled on her face, and her right hand tapped on Eunice's head.

Looking at Eunice's deliberate gimmick and exaggeration, Kroto Kataks showed a rare smile: "May Kroos be able to protect him like this helmet... Always love you!" Crotoka Tucker said this sentence with difficulty.

This sentence made Cynthia's tears come out, and the bride before marriage was always uneasy and excited. She suddenly stood up and headed for Coloto, then gave him a tight hug.

Croto Katax hesitated, and gently hugged her, listening to her crying, and finally sincerely said: "I wish you happiness, Cynthia!"

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The slave girl whispered a few words to Christovia, and Christopher sighed.

After the female slave left, she said to her, who was sitting across from her, said: "Croto took the helmet to Cynthia's wedding room and quickly left. The slave girl said that he looked calm and nothing happened. thing……"

"Sister, I said nothing. Little clo is so sensible, self-control is also very strong. After a while, he can completely overcome the impact of this matter on him, you can rest assured!" Love Grace She said that although Croto Katax’s biological mother is Clithista, she is closer to Agnes from Croton, and he is more willing to talk to Aegis, including his like Cynthia. Originally, I also noticed it, so I loved this child better.

Clithista sighed: "Hope is like this. You said, after Croto's adulthood, should I find him a parent earlier?"

"Sister, as a small clo, I am afraid that you can't be the master of this matter." Aunt Grace agreed. She was deeply experienced. When she was completely unaware of her, she was sent to Turui by her father. Fortunately, Altunis blessed...

"You are right, I am really worried." Clithista tapped his forehead. Indeed, Kloto’s marriage involves the stability and interests of the kingdom, and even the Senate will intervene.

"Sister, there is one thing I want you to help me reference..." Ai Ge Sisi said with a sinking look.

"You said." Clithista was a bit curious. Usually, in addition to caring about the child and Davis, other things are not desired, and she rarely sees her so carefully.

"In the past two years, I was responsible for hosting the main temple of Hera. I feel that my energy is not as good as before. Now Cynthia is already married. I want her to come to the Temple of Hera to help me and take over the position of the high priest..."

"Sister, as you said, the position of the high priest of Hera Temple is not something that you can decide. You have to discuss it with our husband!" Christovia reminded her.

I loved Grace and I didn’t talk.

Instead, Clithista squinted her face with her left hand and sighed with a sigh: "Yes, we are all old..."

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With the companionship of two younger sisters, time flies, the night has come, Cynthia even drank two bowls of seafood oatmeal, filled the stomach.

Christovia came in ~www.readwn.com~ took away two little guys.

With the help of the slave girl, Cynthia dressed her wedding makeup and her mood began to get nervous again, because she knew that the team that had welcomed her family was coming.

Fortunately, many Dionian citizen families have abandoned the tradition of Greek city-state citizenship marriage. The girls before marriage are the husbands who have seen the future. Cynthia has been in love with Patroclus for many years, and she does not have to worry about whether her husband is ugly or not.

At this time, she vaguely heard the snoring outside the building, and the female slave also ran in, excitedly said: "Little master, come! Come!"

So, Cynthia hurriedly covered the wedding dress. While waiting, she felt that time was long.

Soon, she heard the sound of pushing the door, and then a familiar voice rang in her ear: "Cynthia, I am coming!"

She couldn't help but stand up and reached out.

A myrrhic fragrance lingered around the nose, and the well-dressed Patroclus approached her, took her hand and took her down the stairs.