Cloud Thinking

This is a difficult question to answer. From birth to death, everyone lives under an order full of rules. There are laws engraved on copper plates and unwritten customs. Everyone lives within the rules, like a huge net. Everyone is a node on the net, unable to break free or escape until death deprives them of everything.

Helia does not belong to this world, she is alone. She once lived in a more advanced world and possessed more advanced thinking concepts, so she cannot agree with the rules of this world, and she does not identify with this world network.

When this web tried to wrap her up into a cocoon, she chose to resist and tore the entangled silk threads apart, wanting to break away from the web of the world and weave her own web.

But Starley is different. She is a native of this world, and at the moment she is also a beneficiary of this order and this set of rules. She has no reason to resist, nor any reason to sacrifice her own interests for a future with uncertain prospects.

People are not necessarily selfish, but they are definitely self-interested.

Starley lowered her eyes, staring at the porcelain plate with food residue, thinking intently about what Helia said.

Her sister was completely beyond her imagination. Long before she entered the palace, she had heard Earl Henry talk about every member of the royal family. Before they met, she had already imagined Helia's domineering and overbearing appearance in her mind. She was even prepared for her to bully and torture her.

Among the three members of the royal family, Helia should have been the least likely to accept her, but in the end, Claude and Eric, whom she had placed her hopes on, severely disappointed her. They did not acknowledge her, and for Helia's sake, they treated her as a person who should not be seen in public.

However, the family she least expected gave her the affection and love she dared not expect. The sister she was afraid of accepted her and acknowledged her and even stood up for her and protected her.

Starley smiled. The moment Helia appeared, all the rumors about her were refuted. Helia was Helia, her sister, her family. How could she choose to believe the rumors instead of seriously interacting with her and getting to know her?

She looked up at Helia, who had been staring at her, and smiled. She stretched out her hand and held the other's hand. She stroked the back of Helia's hand with her thumb and said solemnly, word by word: "Although I still can't understand what you are saying, but..."

"I will always stand by you because you are my sister and my most precious family member. Whether you want to rebel against the rules or something else, I will be with you."

This made Helia feel a little embarrassed. Was it because of family affection, or was Stella a little gullible? This was their first official meeting, and she only said a few words. How could she trick him into working for her?

Do I really have the potential to do pyramid selling...?

To be honest, she was a little impatient. She had just met Stellar and she was saying such heartfelt words. No matter what Stellar thought, she would probably change her attitude after seeing what she did in the future. Her current statement did not make much sense.

But no matter what, it is undoubtedly a good thing that Starley is willing to be close to him.

She has to find a way to grab all the chips she can get her hands on. Only when she has enough chips in her hands can she have greater say and influence at the table.

She held Stella's hand, rubbed and kneaded it gently, and said coquettishly: "Sister, why don't you sleep with me tonight? I have always wanted to experience what others say, what it feels like for sisters to sleep in each other's arms."

Starley met Helia's sincere and somewhat pitiful eyes, and the words of refusal were stuck in her throat and she couldn't say them. But she still felt that this was a bit against the rules, so she tactfully asked the reason.

"What's wrong? Are you scared of sleeping alone, or do you want me to do something?" Starley asked.

Helia shook her head, looked away, and muttered softly, "It's just...it's just...when I used to get together with my friends, they would always make an appointment to spend the night at each other's house, lying on the same bed and chatting. Their relationship was as good as that of sisters..."

"I used to think that if my mother hadn't passed away so early and left me a younger sister, maybe we could have often lay in the same bed, playing and talking to each other..."

"I am the only one in this palace. I just... feel a little lonely..."

Helia lowered her head, and Stellar couldn't see her expression, but from the tone of her voice she could hear the envy and loneliness that she had hidden deep in her heart. Stellar's heart softened, and she felt a little bit of pain.

She reached across the table with her other hand and touched Helia's face, rubbing it with her thumb, and said firmly, "Aya, I'm here."

Perhaps from the beginning they had never imagined or expected each other's existence, but they met when they needed each other the most. At this moment, Starley felt that she was also needed, expected, and welcomed and accepted sincerely.

She needs me, so I have to be there, I have to be with her.

"Sister..." Helia raised her pitiful eyes filled with mist and looked at Stellar, pursing her lips and frowning. Her pitiful appearance really made people feel nervous and sad.

"Well, sister is here, don't be afraid, sister is with you." Starley brushed Helia's red eyes with her fingers. She might think she was calm, but she didn't know that her fingers were trembling.

Finally, Stella couldn't resist Helia's pitiful plea, so she followed her back to the Amber Palace. This also allowed the people in the Quartz Palace to speed up the process of moving everything, in case someone tried to do anything.

The moment the people in the Amber Palace saw Stella, they all became alert. Claude really meant to hide the person, especially from the people in the Amber Palace. Even Helia was kept in the dark, not to mention the servants like them.

Hegham originally wanted to find Helia to discuss matters related to the birthday party, but he waited for a long time but didn't see anyone. Suddenly, he saw her walking in with a blonde and blue-eyed woman. His face suddenly sank.

She used to belong to Madeline, but now she belongs to Helia. She would not allow anyone to challenge Helia's status and authority, so in her eyes, Starley was a malicious and daring robber.

"Haigum, my sister will sleep with me tonight, go and help me get ready." Helia smiled and walked up to Haigum with Stella on her arm. As if she didn't notice the hostility from Haigum, she introduced Stella to her seriously, "This is my sister Stella who I finally found after being separated for many years. I asked her to move to the Jade Palace, and she will live with me temporarily until everything is ready."

Heigam first looked at Stella seriously, and then looked at Helia, who was smiling heartlessly and innocently. She narrowed her eyes slightly and pursed her lips into a straight line, as if she was brewing something.

"This is Heigm. She has taken care of me since I was a child. She is like half a mother to me." Helia looked at Stella and introduced her.

"Hello." Starley greeted politely. Although her status did not require her to greet a servant, due to Helia's upbringing by Hagrid, she, a sister who changed her job later in life, felt that it was necessary to be polite and humble.

"Your Highness Starley." Hegem returned the greeting, but there was no respect in her sharp gaze that seemed to pierce into the bones.

"Hagrid, do you have something to tell me?" Helia could see Hagrid's hostility towards Stella, but this was within her expectations. After all, that's how it was written in the original book. Hagrid was completely on Helia's side. Facing Stella, who had robbed Helia of her status and favor, she did all kinds of evil things and became the sharpest knife in Helia's hand.

Of course, Hegum's final fate was also tragic. He was trampled to death by a galloping horse, and his body was unrecognizable.

Heigem was eager to protect his master, but Stella had done nothing wrong, so Helia had to find a way to stand in the middle and reconcile the conflict between them.

They were not enemies.

"Xiasha, please entertain my sister for me. I can't let my sister suffer in my Amber Palace."

Starley also knew that it was not convenient for her to stay here, but facing the look in Helm's eyes, she was a little worried. She was worried that Helia would have a conflict with Helm because of her. After all, if Helm didn't like her, Helia would be caught in the middle and it would be difficult.

After Starley left, the smile on Helia's face slowly fell, and she slowly walked to the sofa and threw herself into the softness.

Heigam followed beside her and saw her expression change. For a moment, he couldn't figure out what Helia was thinking. "Your Highness, what do you mean?"

"Is it hard to tell? I like my sister, she's mine, and I have to protect her." Helia changed to a more comfortable position and gave Hagrid a look.

Heigam didn't say anything, but just thought quietly for a while, and then he roughly guessed what Helia wanted to do. After figuring it out, the corners of her mouth involuntarily curled up, and there was a relieved smile in her eyes.

"Don't worry, Your Highness. I won't take the initiative to cause you trouble." Hegem said.

When Helia heard her words, she knew that she had figured it out. Sometimes she just liked to get along with smart people. She didn't have to say much, just a look or a word, and they could get things done. How easy it was.

"Where's the little prince? Has he moved in?" Helia asked again.

"Yes, it's in the next room. It was quiet when I came. Maybe it's asleep now," Hegham replied.

"Hmm..." Helia closed her eyes, then bounced up like a carp, raised her hand to push back the strands of hair in front of her forehead, revealing her calculating smile.

She stood up and stretched, her bones crackling. "Let's go and see my new brother who I've never met."

The one-year-old child was white and chubby, with curly blonde hair that looked like stars. His chubby cheeks made Helia want to pinch them, thinking that they must feel very good.

Helia stood two steps away from the crib with her arms folded. She looked at the sleeping child in the dim candlelight and asked softly, "What's his name?"

The head maid who served the little prince was called Camelin. She quickly raised her eyes and glanced at Helia's expression, then spoke carefully, "Your Highness, the little prince's name is Hector."

Helia silently repeated the name in her mouth, and then she raised her lips and smiled in an ambiguous way, "Who gave it this name?"

"Your Highness, it was decided by Princess Selassie before her death, and His Majesty tacitly agreed," Cameline replied.

Well, it's just a name, it doesn't matter. Princess Selassie is dead anyway, so let's just leave some thoughts for this mother.

Helia's gaze shifted from Hector to Camelin, and she scanned her up and down in scrutiny, "What's your name? Why don't I have any impression of you?"

Helia might not remember everyone in the palace, but the original owner could, because she was the mistress of the palace, and she would have some impression of people in important positions like the head maid who was responsible for all matters big and small in the palace.

But she could not find any memory related to the person in front of her, which meant that she was not a native of the palace, but a new person who came in during the time she was away.

But how could a newcomer who had served for less than three years climb to the position of head maid and take on the responsibility of taking care of the little prince? This was too fast.