Forced to become a delicate companion of a paranoid lord

At seven o'clock in the evening, Thrall was waiting outside Yrel's tent very punctually.

Irel helped his brother put on the cloak and hood, then carefully covered his face with a plush scarf. Finally, he tied the laces on the cloak into a beautiful bow before kissing his brother's eyes with satisfaction.

Irel liked to kiss Shevi's forehead and eyes because his mother always kissed him like that when he was a child.

It's a way of expressing love.

Xie Wei reached out and hugged Iriel.

Standing at the door of the yurt, Thrall looked at Little Rose who was holding onto Yrel tightly. After enduring for three minutes, he walked forward and called out.

"Shiavi."

When Xie Wei heard Sal call him "Shiyavi", he knew that the man's patience was exhausted, so he reluctantly let go of his brother, turned around and took the hand that Sal extended to him.

Being pulled out by Thrall, Xie Wei said to Yirel as they walked: "Brother, I'm leaving now. You should have a good rest. Don't go out. It's very cold outside."

Shevi didn't let Yrel see him off, but Yrel followed him out anyway. Raymond quickly grabbed Yrel's cloak and put it on his shoulders, then stood with him outside the tent, watching Thrall and Shevi walk farther and farther away.

Irel muttered to himself only after Xie Wei's figure was completely out of sight.

"I failed to find him, protect him, and raise him when he needed me. Even after I knew he existed, I couldn't stay by his side. I might even force him to do something he doesn't like in the future. Raymond, I'm such a bad brother."

Raymond habitually stood behind Yrel, resting his chin on Yrel's head.

Frost did not go back with Shevi and the others. At this time, he was lying on Raymond's head as a little dragon hat. After hearing what Iriel said, his little tail, which had been wagging back and forth, slowly drooped. The happy little dragon suddenly became unhappy. He slid from Raymond's head to Iriel's shoulder, and then imitated Shevi and hugged Iriel's neck through his collar with his two paws.

After being "huggled" by the little dragon, a hint of tenderness appeared in Iriel's blue eyes. Just as he was about to reach out and touch the little guy's dragon horns, Flos was grabbed away by a big hand.

Raymond put Flos into his pocket, then hugged Iriel tightly and said very firmly.

"Yrel is the best Yrel in the world. Yrel raised himself and me. If he knew about his younger brother's existence, he would definitely raise him well.

My memory heritage tells me that when humans have a partner as adults, they will be with their partner, not with their brother.

So Yrel didn't need to watch over his brother.

As for future matters, we can talk about them later. Now we must first do well in the present."

After saying that, he pulled Irel into the yurt, talking as he walked.

"Yrel, you need to drink two potions today and go to bed early. If you can't sleep, I'll ask your brother to coax you to sleep..."

……

Irel's temporary tent was set up in an open space not far from the yard of the Mordo family. Xie Wei was held in the arms of Sal and returned to the yard of the Mordo family, but they did not enter the house.

Dylan was waiting in the yard, pulling Sal's horse, with the space backpack made by Xie Wei on the horse's back.

Xie Wei didn't understand what this was for, so he tilted his head and asked the man next to him.

"Do you have anything else to deal with?"

Sar shook his head, then picked up Xie Wei and carried him to the horse. He looked up at Little Rose sitting on the horse and explained:

"I'm going back to Good City in two days. I promised to take you to see the tiny elves, remember?"

Xie Wei blinked, and the corners of his lips, hidden by his scarf, curled up slightly. He nodded.

"Remember."

During the harvest festival in spring, when Thrall told Shevi the origin of the Zansong Dance, he mentioned that there was a small forest near Brother Modo's tribe, where many tiny elves lived.

Xie Wei had never seen a tiny elf, so Thrall casually said that he could bring Xie Wei to see it in winter.

Sal really fulfilled his promises one by one, even if it was a small thing like this.

……

The Losen tribe was very close to the forest. Ten minutes after riding out of the tribe, Thrall and the guards following him entered the forest.

There is no fog in ordinary forests, but there are some magical plants and magical beasts. The forest is extremely quiet on winter nights. The only sound Xie Wei can hear is the "crunch" sound of horse hooves stepping on the snow.

A lighting crystal in a net bag was hung around the horse's neck, and cold moonlight was pouring down above its head. All that could be seen were short plants covered with snow and tall trees wrapped in silver.

Xie Wei hid in Thrall's cloak, with only half of his head exposed, looking left and right, but he couldn't find any trace of the tiny elf for a long time.

Holding Sal's waist, Xie Wei realized belatedly that Sal's waist seemed to be thicker than yesterday, but it didn't feel like he had suddenly gained weight, but more like he was wearing two more layers of clothes.

"Sal, is it colder where the tiny elves live?"

The Lord of the Snowfield, seemingly staring intently ahead but actually masking his inner nervousness, subconsciously glanced at his coat upon hearing his partner's question. Finding nothing was exposed, he confidently replied, "It's not particularly cold."

"You're wearing two extra layers of clothes today. I thought it was cold there. Speaking of which, do you have to rely on luck to see tiny elves like Moroi?"

When Xie Wei discovered that he was wearing two extra pieces of clothing, Sal's nervousness was reduced a lot. Little Rose cared about him very much and even noticed that he was wearing two extra pieces of clothing, which made Sal feel very happy.

"No need to rely on luck, I have a way to make them come out by themselves." Without explaining why he wore two extra layers of clothes, Sal began to tell Shevi some ancient legends about the forest, successfully diverting Shevi's attention.

After telling two stories, a misty stream suddenly appeared in the field of vision ahead. Xie Wei, who was wondering whether the stream was a hot spring, was grabbed by Sal and thrown off his horse.

Sal held Xie Wei in one hand and the bag on the horse's back in the other, stepping steadily on the stones in the stream. Under Xie Wei's confused gaze, he passed through the fog and came to a green "courtyard".

The guards did not follow. After tying up their horses, they gathered in groups of three or four and started a fire.

Xie Wei looked at the ancient ruins in front of him. Although only some broken walls and ruins were left, he could vaguely see that they and the tall pillars preserved on the Nayasos Snow Mountain should be products of the same era.

The tall stone arches are covered with bright green vines, the stone roads underfoot are covered with thick green moss, and in the sunken canals on both sides of the stone roads, there are hot springs emitting warm water.

Xie Wei's attention was attracted by the ancient words on the stone slabs along the way, and he did not notice that Sal was quietly walking towards the center of the courtyard, to the wide stone platform surrounded by blue and purple flowers.

"Dingling~"

"Dingling~Dingling~"

The clear ringing of bells broke the silence in the courtyard.

Xie Wei turned his head to look at the source of the ringing sound, and then his eyes fixed on the circular stone platform in the center of the courtyard.

Thrall didn't know when he changed into a gorgeous outfit that he had never seen before. The colorful and intricate patterns on the robe sparkled in the unusually bright moonlight. He even wore half-moon shaped earrings inlaid with colorful gems and hanging with tiny beads.

Holding the tambourine in his hand, Sal's expression was solemn and dignified. Seeing Xie Wei's gaze drawn to him, he took a deep breath, looked at his partner tenderly, and then followed the movements that Modo had repeatedly taught him, raising his arm and shaking the bell on the tambourine...

The clear sound of bells flowed through the courtyard in a certain pattern and rhythm, occasionally accompanied by a few dull drum beats.

Xie Wei could see that Sal's movements were a little awkward and clumsy, but his extremely solemn and focused look was enough to capture his entire attention.

As the ringing of the bells became more and more rapid, Sal's dance steps became smoother, and his bright and wide robes fluttered in the wind. The powerful courtship dance of the Parasau people has the savagery and determination of a hunter.

The only spectator in the courtyard was so nervous that he didn't notice the sudden fluorescent spots around him. Tiny elves that came out from nowhere were gathering towards the circular platform. No one on or under the platform had the heart to look at these cute and lively elves.

Some of the tiny elves were dancing around Thrall, while others were circling around Shevi.

The elves, only the size of a finger and with an elf-like appearance and pointed ears, waved their transparent wings. They were surrounded by light spots of magical elements. Seeing that the two humans in the courtyard ignored them, the elves looked at each other and then began to sing a ballad of ancient tune.

The drumbeats and bells on the stage gradually slowed down their tempo, and finally ended with a ballad as the Snow Lord's courtship dance. The Parasau warrior bent over with his knees bent, gazing at his partner below the stage. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the people below strode forward and held his hand.

Sal brought his little rose onto the platform, then knelt on one knee on the round platform. He reached into the inner pocket of his robe and took out a palm-sized wooden box.

Xie Wei watched as Sal opened the wooden box and took out a bright white seal from it. He then placed the seal in his hand, revealing the delicate pattern on the bottom.

It was a bush of lush Cecilia roses.

The moment Xie Wei saw the seal, his fingers curled up slightly. Sal noticed it, lowered his eyes to hide the darkness in his eyes, then smoothed Xie Wei's fingers and placed the seal in his palm.

Sar held Xie Wei's soft fingers and kissed his fingertips devoutly. He looked firmly into his partner's beautiful amber eyes while listening to the ancient ballad and asked solemnly.

"Xie Wei, I want to belong to you forever. Are you willing to accept my soul contract? I also want you to belong to me forever. Are you willing to give me your soul contract?"