She is not the Elizabeth who once liked Tristan. Avril's threat does not work for Elizabeth now.
After Avril left angrily, Elizabeth, the two maids, and Ares were the only ones left in the room.
With Avril's absence, the space suddenly became much quieter. Ares squinted his green eyes slightly, and his gaze fell on the carpet. His tied hands were propped on the ground and he unconsciously stroked the soft carpet under his hands.
The warm little feet on his back do not weigh him, but they have a strong sense of presence. They move and rub against each other, and they are as light as a feather. They are warm and soft against the skin of his back, making people feel... a strange sense of intimacy.
Occasionally, she would step on his scars that had not yet completely healed, and the itchy and painful feeling would sweep over him, making it difficult to breathe.
Ares clenched his fist with some unbearable emotion, then he released his hand, gently stroking the soft carpet under his palm, his dark green eyes full of obscure emotions.
After holding on like this for about half an hour, the arrogant Highness finally seemed tired of looking at him. She held the hand of the maid and jumped off him. His back suddenly felt light. When he raised his head, he saw the little feet he had seen by the hot spring that day.
Fair and smooth, with tiny veins, Bili gently put on the beautiful black high-heeled shoes for her.
Ares pursed his dry lips and lowered his head again.
After putting on her shoes, Elizabeth lowered her eyes and looked at Ares who was kneeling in front of her. She was suddenly curious about his mood at the moment. Was it resentment and forbearance, or indifference? Or he was already thinking about how to twist her arms into twists?
Elizabeth could not know his thoughts, but she knew her plan.
Although she had never hurt anyone before, plotting against Ares made her conscience uneasy at first.
But she always dreamed of her tragic death and was reminded of her fate over and over again by the will of the world. People are always selfish, and Compared with other people's lives, their own is more precious.
She didn't want to die, so she had no choice but to let him die.
At night, the moonlight in Rose Manor was extremely clear, shining on the solemn castle, making everything feel deserted and quiet, but inside the castle was a passionate banquet.
Banquets are held every night in the manor, but tonight there are very few such grand and aristocratic gatherings. The most fundamental reason is that the person hosting the banquet is Major General Tristan.
When he returned from the battlefield at noon, his mother hurriedly held a banquet and invited all the noble boys and girls in the manor, including Elizabeth.
Elizabeth was of course not interested in Tristan, but she had to dress up because of her character setting. After all, the original owner was well-known for her obsession with Tristan.
Elizabeth shook her fan unhappily, feeling that these people were too idle.
And who is even more idle than these people, is Tristan's mother. She knows Elizabeth's obsession with Tristan, but she still invites her to the banquet which is held for Tristan to choose his wife.
"Going crazy is also very tiring, okay?" Elizabeth thought.
Elizabeth shook her fan angrily, her eyes wandering in the hall, and suddenly she saw two passers-by kissing passionately in the dark. The man's hand had already penetrated the woman's skirt, and both of them were panting.
Elizabeth was stunned for a moment and hurriedly covered her eyes with a fan, but then gently pulled the fan down a little, revealing a pair of azure eyes to look at furtively.
Before travel in the book, her brother was a fan of caring for her sister, so she only had a pure first love, which did not involve the stage of getting deep into their body. Her understanding of boys in that aspect relied entirely on books and videos.
However, having a live broadcast is certainly better than watching a video. Elizabeth's depressed mood was immediately dissipated. She held up a fan and watched secretly in an inconspicuous way. When she saw the wonderful part, her eyes widened slightly and she looked surprised.
This was what Tristan saw when he came down the stairs. The petite person was sitting on the sofa, holding a fan to cover her face. Her slender neck was stretched high, and she was looking attentively at the two people in the corner of the banquet. Her fair skin was slightly red, and her blue eyes were even more excited.
When she was excited, she reached out to take the hand of the maid next to her, shaking it excitedly, as if she had seen something extraordinary.
Tristan glanced at the guard behind him. The guard immediately walked to the dark corner and drove the two of them out.
Elizabeth was seeing the critical moment of what they were doing. She even forgot to lift her fan when she saw this. She was about to stand up on the sofa, but Bili gently pulled her sleeves and signaled to her, Elizabeth followed Bili's gaze. She saw Tristan standing on the steps, looking at her with gentle eyes. Elizabeth was stunned for a moment and then settled back on the sofa.
Tristan is a brave yet gentle man, with a handsome appearance, superior ability, and noble birth. He is the man that the original owner has liked since the beginning of her love affair, but he does not like the original owner.
Elizabeth didn't know the reason, but she only knew that he always regarded Elizabeth as his little sister, doting on her with all his heart, and never going too far beyond the limits.
Elizabeth thinks Tristan is hanging on the original Elizabeth, but she has no proof, so she dislikes him.
Tristan was not surprised by her performance. Ever since Elizabeth saw him kissing another woman half a year ago, she was no longer as enthusiastic about him as before, and she had written to him only a handful of times in the past few months.
But Tristan was not in a hurry, these were just little girls' tantrums.
He arched his eyebrows and put on a gentle smile at his mouth. He walked slowly to her, bent down, and gently touched the top of Elizabeth's head with a light kiss. His tone was like coaxing a child: "Little Rose, long time no see. I miss you, did you miss your brother yet?"
Little Rose is Tristan's pet name for Elizabeth, and he has been calling her that since she was eight years old. But when she was eight years old, it was okay to call her "little Rose". Now that she is eighteen years old, she still calls her like that. Elizabeth just feels her scalp numb.
She clenched her fists hard, resisting the urge to retreat.
The original owner's obsession with Tristan cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences. For the sake of her precarious character setting, she cannot show her emotions too obviously.
After hesitating for a moment, she lowered her long eyelashes and said with a proud look, "I am busy every day and have no time to think about you."
Although she spoke arrogantly, the way she looked sideways without looking at him, was well-behaved and stubborn.
Tristan softened his eyebrows and raised his hand to take hers, gently pulled her up, and coaxed softly: "Yes, my little Rose is busy with endless things every day, so how can she be free?"
Tristan said with a sad look and pressed Elizabeth's hand on his chest. His handsome face was full of endearment: "Her brother misses little Rose every day and can't sleep even thinking about it. If you don't believe, touch my heart. "
Here we go again!!!
Tristan was always like this. While he said righteously that he only regarded her as his sister, he also did all kinds of ambiguous things to Elizabeth and said some words that made people misunderstand. He was just like this. He was suddenly hot and cold, hanging her like a kite.
In the end, he succeeded in making the original Elizabeth obsessed with him, and even the original owner's father sometimes avoided his edge.
Elizabeth couldn't figure out what this man was thinking, but she couldn't get angry easily and could say nothing. So she gently hit Tristan's chest and asked accusingly: "Then why don't you write to me? Even Avril receives more letters than me."
Tristan looked down at the beautiful girl, with a gentle smile on his face. His broad palm tightened Elizabeth's soft and boneless hand, he gently held her hand and walked into the dining area, whispering as he walked, explained: "Others are not in my heart, so I need to write letters to communicate from time to time, but little Rose is in my heart, so there is no need to write letters."
Elizabeth, who was following Tristan, felt like her teeth were going to be sore. She bared her teeth and wished she could bite this useless moaning dog man.
Several people were already seated in the dining area. Tristan led Elizabeth to the front seat, pulled out a chair for her to sit down, and then sat down opposite her.
After they took their seats, the other nobles who were still circling on the dance floor also stopped, they walked to the dining area and sat down in their seats. Soon the cheerful and unrestrained music stopped and was replaced by a soft and soothing tone.
Avril, who was dating someone in an unknown corner, also came, along with her cousin Sophia. Avril glanced at Elizabeth and sat next to Tristan with a bit of provocation in her eyes, while Sofia sat next to Elizabeth.
Both of their clothes were a little messy and their lipstick was a little smudged. she didn't guess to know that they must be doing that thing. Elizabeth waved her fan lazily, looking down, and she didn't want to meet the eyes of these two people at all.
After everyone was seated, Tristan snapped his fingers in the air, and soon the attendants filed in with delicacies, and the luxurious table was filled with fancy delicacies.
Elizabeth raised her eyes and glanced at the eye-catching roast swan and roast peacock on the dining table, then raised her hand to pick up the tableware, and had a piece of bread, ate it without hesitation.