The taste of William II's words is almost overflowing.
It's like saying, your daughter is very cute, and definitely the cutest little princess in Russia, but my daughter is the most beautiful princess in all of Europe, even more beautiful than Princess Sissi of Bavaria.
Obviously.
Nicholas II was too lazy to pay attention to William II.
Anastasia, standing by, lifted her skirt to William II and Hilde.
"Your Majesties, the Emperor of the German Empire and the King of Prussia, and Major Hildegard."
I don't know why it's so difficult to say hello in Europe.
William II did not continue to greet Nicholas II. They were already very familiar with each other, and it was rather troublesome to know how to address each other.
Nicholas II set his sights on Hilde.
"William and I have something to discuss, you guys can go and exchange some feelings."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
After Hilde finished speaking.
Hilde left with Anastasia.
William II couldn't help but say as he watched Hilde and Anastasia leave.
"She is so beautiful. If we were younger, we would definitely fight over pursuing her."
"You intend to marry her to Joachim?"
The Joachim that Nicholas II was referring to was the youngest son of William II.
William II shook his head.
"I haven't decided yet. She probably doesn't want to marry Joachim. I'm afraid my sons will fight over her."
"I think Demitemi would be a good match for her."
Nicholas II said.
Dmitriy Pavlovich was the Grand Duke, grandson of Alexander II and cousin of Nicholas II.
Although he is Hilde's cousin, he is actually only 22 years old, the same age as Hilde.
If we were to talk about the most famous thing about this Grand Duke.
It was probably in 1916 that he and his friends conspired to kill Rasputin, and then he was thrown into a foreign country by Nicholas II to serve, which could barely be considered a kind of exile, but it also allowed Dmitriyev to escape the disaster in 1918.
William II was amused by Nicholas II.
"That fellow wants to marry my princess? She will marry the best Prussian."
"Is she really your daughter?
Nicholas II frowned. He didn't believe that William II really had an illegitimate daughter.
William II did not give a direct answer.
"It doesn't matter. What matters is that I said she was."
Compared to William II and Nicholas II who were discussing Balkan affairs.
Hilde and Anastasia naturally had nothing to talk about.
"Is there anything you need to do, Your Highness?"
"Don't be so polite, you can call me Nastya or Nastti, or call me Anya like Uncle William.
"What can I do for you?"
"Probably not."
"Then you should go back. I have something to do."
Finished.
Hilde was ready to leave.
For Hilde, there was no point in communicating with a little brat like Anastasia.
If it was Grand Duke Demetrio, then at least he would have some value in training. No one would really like to be with a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl.
At least Hilde wasn't interested.
but.
Anastasia was intrigued.
"Don't leave."
Anastasia stopped Hilde.
"Is there anything else, Your Highness?"
"Didn't father ask us to have some emotional communication?"
"no need."
"Then I'll go find Uncle William!"
Hilde was helpless.
It was obvious that the little girl had become dependent on him.
I can only stop.
"Well, Your Highness, how would you like to communicate?"
"Just call me Anya!"
"Okay, Anya, how would you like to communicate?"
Anastasia came to Hilde with great interest.
"You know what? You've become very popular among us recently. Boys and girls alike say that a Bulgarian princess helped Bulgaria defend Silistra and obtained German aid for Bulgaria, which is equivalent to saving Bulgaria. It's just like a fairy tale."
"Nothing bad to say about me?"
"Yes, but Anastasia was a little embarrassed.
"Tell me about it."
"Some say you are the witch of Cilistra, and that you are the cause of the cholera in Romania and the Cilistra army."
As the hottest news in various countries recently.
Naturally, there are all kinds of rumors in newspapers of various countries, such as the illegitimate daughter of William II and the illegitimate daughter of the Austro-Hungarian Crown Prince Rudolf who once committed suicide, although Rudolf died in 1889 and his age does not match Hilde's. This is relatively normal, and the abnormal ones are all kinds of Arabian Nights level.
Amidst all kinds of messy rumors.
Inevitably, there are also speculations that Hilde was the one who led the Silistra cholera weapon. After all, Hilde was in Silistra.
The interview with La is too British. Plus, Hilde, a little girl, dared to go to Cilistra.
So many people think Hilde is a witch.
Hilde asked back.
"You think using cholera as a weapon is evil?*
Anastasia couldn't tell.
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At Anastasia's age, it was difficult for her to understand the significance of this incident. She couldn't quite understand why using different methods would represent a more evil type, since they were both on the battlefield, killing each other.
"It should be considered evil."
"should?"
"After all, cholera is a disease that humans cannot control. If it spreads from Cilistra, the consequences will be disastrous."
"If I did use cholera as a weapon, what would you do?"
"...You shouldn't do this!"
Anastasia stressed.
"Now I tell you, Anya, I did it. And it doesn't just mean the end, it's just the beginning, far from the end, we have to keep repeating this evil."
"Why?"
"Because I am a witch, you should stay away from me."
For a true princess like Anastasia.
Maybe Anastasia was also looking forward to the so-called prince and knight, but for Anastasia, who had been a princess for more than ten years, there was not much charm left.
no way.
She has seen many princes and princesses.
But someone like Hilde is mysterious, beautiful, and evil.
Like a witch from another world.
simply.
Simply impossible to refuse.
"I don't think that's the case. You must have some difficulties, right?!"
"There is no hardship."
"Don't lie to me. I'm not a child anymore. I can understand some things that should not be done."
What kind of weird things Anastasia imagined for herself.
Hilde was too lazy to worry about it.
This is not the Balkan war, and Hilde and Anastasia do not have any power disputes, at least not now. Even Hilde is too lazy to lie to Anastasia, but there are always some people.
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She will deceive herself.
"Okay, so what do you want from me?"
"Why do you want to get anything? Just being friends is enough."
"But I'm a witch."
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"I don't believe it."
"Being friends with someone who everyone around you says is a witch is generally called a witch.
"Not all of them say bad things about you as a witch. In fact, there are some good things about you as well."
"For example?"
"For example...they all say you are...very beautiful."
That's true.
It is because Hilde is beautiful that she is called a witch. If Hilde were ugly.
That's called a witch.
"Do you think she is beautiful?"
"who?"
"The witch in front of you."
Anastasia then looked at Hilde seriously.
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Her long silver-white hair was tied behind her head, and her delicate facial features seemed like divine art. Her long eyelashes made her ruby-like eyes seem to have lost their luster, yet they were so deep that one would fall into them if one looked at them for one more moment. She wore the same ruby earrings on her ears.
Below the long-sleeved neck is an exquisite collarbone; the snow-white skin forms a sharp contrast with the black evening dress, making one want to lick it.
Even Anastasia, a woman, had to admire Hilde's beauty.
Anastasia swallowed.
It seems like my heart has been seen through.
Hilde was seen slowly approaching Anastasia.
This made Anastasia suddenly nervous.
I could even smell Hilde's faint fragrance.
Before the great war began.
In the magnificent imperial palace of the empire.
Hilde moved closer to Anastasia's ear.
"Steal all the treasures in the world for her, and get her kiss."
Finished.
Hilde turned and left.
Anastasia didn't react for a moment.
When she came to her senses, she couldn't help but reach out and try to grab Hilde.
"etc!"
Stab one by one
Oh haha.
The end of a bloody war.
In the imperial palace.
The encounter between the princess and the witch.
It should be an atmosphere full of the romance of the times.
It was destroyed instantly by Anastasia.
Looking at t
he cloth she had torn off, the situation became a little awkward. Fortunately, there was no one around. Anas Tasia thought of a classic saying from her family feud, which should be quite appropriate here.
She bent down ninety degrees towards Hilde.
"Red bean paste private Marseille!