Cloud Thinking

Seeing that Helia and Ansel had something to talk about privately, Aphra consciously stood up and left.

The troublemaker left, and Ansel stopped pretending. He pulled Helia down and held her on his lap, rubbing his head against her neck. "Why did you run so far?"

"I've gotten into some trouble, so I have to go." Helia stroked the other person's face. Although he could not hide the fatigue on his face, he always had to tidy up before coming to see her. After all, that face was his capital to seduce Helia.

Different from Ian Hill's near-perfect sacred face, Drummond's childish youthfulness, or Casper's calm and restrained intellectual beauty, Ansel's appearance is very aggressive and sharp, but at the same time, very sexy.

Some people's beauty is like a lotus, which makes people want to watch from afar rather than get close to them and desecrate them. But some people's beauty can arouse people's desire to abuse them, making them want to ravage them severely. Ansel's face makes Helia feel like she is trapped in it. It is the kind of charming, sexy and handsome face that arouses her physical desire.

In short, it's very sexy.

Although the other party was dressed neatly, with almost no skin exposed, Helia felt that he was very lustful. His deep eyebrows seemed to contain hooks, and every move made her feel that he was seducing her.

"I have some help over there, if you need any help..." Before Ansel could finish his words, Helia touched his lips immediately, without any lust, as if she just came over to get a little warmth.

He swallowed hard, tightened his arms around Helia's waist, stared at the lovely girl in his arms with his wolf-like eyes, but still restrained himself from taking any further action.

"What's wrong?" Although Ansel was delighted by Helia's rare initiative, he also knew that she must be asking for something.

"Nothing, just, a little tired." Helia leaned against him tiredly, her hands restlessly touching his strong and thin waist, and she sighed.

If a man has a good figure, his wife will never run away.

Ansel felt itchy when she touched him. In order to suppress his restless thoughts, he had to change the topic to serious matters:

"The future you predicted was what you saw in those two image stones, right?"

Because of Aphra's presence, he was not able to ask any questions, especially about the two image stones. Judging from Helia's reaction at the time, it seemed that there must be some great secret hidden in them.

Helia nodded, "So I'm worried about you."

"Moreover, from what I can see in the future, Gerald is not the only ambitious guy. I'm afraid it's a problem whether you can keep your position securely."

Ansel was so happy that he felt that all the busyness and exhaustion of the past few days were worth it. He kissed Helia's cheek carefully and chuckled, "Don't worry, I won't let you become a widow at such a young age."

"Itchy." Helia pushed him gently, but not with much force. At least to Ansel, she was just being coquettish.

"Don't worry, even if I really do... I will leave everything to you." Ansel didn't make it clear, but he knew that the reason why Helia always accommodated and cooperated with him was simply for Tasley and for the power of the southern continent.

Helia suddenly reached out and held his face, staring at him straight, which made him feel itchy.

"You know, I really like your eyes." She kissed Ansel's eyelids. "Every time you look at me, I feel like I am your only one, as if I am the only one in your eyes and your gaze is only following me."

"And unlike the looks in other people's eyes, which might be fear, reverence, admiration, or hatred, the way you look at me is like looking at a prey you are determined to catch, as sharp as a wild beast."

"You are obviously filled with ambition and almost crazy stubbornness, but you have to put on human skin and pretend to be a human. But your eyes tell me all the time that you want to possess me."

“This is something that others don’t have, and don’t dare to have.”

"Although I didn't like the feeling of being targeted by a wild beast at first, you made me feel dangerous and my territory was being invaded, but I have to admit that I also enjoyed the excitement brought by this danger. I feel excited about you."

"I like the way you only like me. I like the way you want to possess me."

"I can clearly see my existence in your eyes. I like the unbridled me in your eyes, and I like you even more for being willing to keep your eyes on me."

Even to this day Helia still doesn't understand why Ansel likes her. Is it really just a superficial and magical love at first sight?

Ansel said that the opportunity for him to fall in love with him was on the day of the knighthood ceremony, when she had just come to this world. From that moment on, Helia was no longer the original Helia, but the current her.

The attention that other people pay to her is more or less influenced by the original owner, whether it is because of her identity as a princess, her beautiful appearance, or the so-called promotion of the world's will.

It is undeniable that the hand of the plot is still hanging over her head. She can escape the established plot routines, but she cannot escape those established people.

Her first true friend, Karl Ze, was someone she thought was attracted by her personal charm and her interesting soul, but in the end she discovered that he was also part of the plot. For a moment she couldn't confirm whether their friendship was due to the mutual sympathy of two souls, or whether they were forced together by the hand of fate.

Lydia was one of the proofs that she had changed the world, and it was also a real trace of her existence in this world. But sometimes, she was not sure whether Lydia's kindness to her was out of life-saving grace or something else.

If it was someone else who saved her that day, would there still be such friendship between them? Would she still choose to stand by her side? What is the bond between them?

Helia tried hard to separate herself from the original owner, to completely separate the two, so as to find the basis for her true existence.

But this is totally impossible.

She could not separate her soul from this body that did not belong to her, nor could she separate herself from the identity of the imperial princess. Based on this, it was also difficult for her to separate herself from the so-called vicious female supporting role in the established plot.

She felt that she was a little dazed. Whenever she had free time, her mind would involuntarily think about these messy things, but in the end it only made her more conflicted and she didn't know what to do.

Sometimes she felt that she was just a ghost, a pitiful remnant soul wandering in a strange and alien world. Everyone could only see her beautiful skin but could not see herself who was almost drowning under the body.

Unexpectedly, there was one person whose eyes she saw a bit of her true self.

It's Ansel, an equally inexplicable guy.

His unyielding, predatory gaze seemed to peel off layer after layer of disguise that wrapped around her soul, finally resting on her innermost soul, and it was so hot that it seemed as if it wanted to leave its own mark on it.

Ansel's love and gaze seemed to be only for her, not this body or this identity.

Ansel didn't expect to hear Helia's confession. Although he suspected that the confession at this moment was somewhat comforting to him, he still felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

He moved closer, touching the tip of Helia's nose, looking into her eyes affectionately and persistently, and asked, "Does that mean that as long as I always like you, you will always love me?"

"Maybe, but the prerequisite is that you must only love me."

As the words fell, Helia took the initiative to move forward and pressed her lips against Ansel's, closing her eyes and giving the initiative to the other party.

She has said before that Ansel is actually very similar to her. Both like to take the lead in a relationship and are the dominant party.

This means that if the two of them want to be together for a long time, one of them must show weakness and submit to the other.

Ansel was the first to fall in love, so he became the weaker party in this relationship. He needed to work hard to perform so that Helia could feel his goodness, his love, and how much he was willing to give for this relationship.

He unconditionally supported everything Helia did and tried his best to help her. He tried to understand her, please her, and make her feel at ease so that she could lean on him.

Helia was not a person with a heart of stone. She could naturally feel the other person's goodness, not to mention that the other person was willing to bow down for her, which gave her a great sense of satisfaction. She felt that she had conquered a powerful beast, a beast that had always coveted her.

I only have you in my eyes, I only want you, you are my only one.

Ansel constantly conveyed this idea to Helia through his actions.

And when Helia is willing to show her soft side, it is enough to show that she is shamefully moved, and she is willing to put down her heavy armor and make concessions in order to maintain this relationship.

The essence of love is not invasion or plunder, but tolerance, acceptance and compromise.

Ansel compromised for her. He knew that Helia didn't like him and was just using him, but he was willing to be her pawn.

Helia knew clearly that Ansel was no ordinary person. He was a guy with both ambition and strength, and he was also a leader under the law of the jungle. If she was not careful, she would be eaten to the bone.

But she chose to compromise. Even though there were factors of interest involved, she was willing to lower her noble head, let the other party take it, give the initiative to the other party, and expose her fragile neck.

God knows how fast her heart beat when she heard Ansel's voice when she was exhausted today carrying Detamoli's body back.

She began to unconsciously seek a sense of security from the other person, and she felt relaxed and comfortable when staying with the other person.

Just as she exposed her neck to the other party, Ansel, the lion king, also spread out his soft belly for Helia to caress.

Ansel has demonstrated this unique favoritism and unreserved love with his actions.

He would not deceive and betray her in the name of doing good for her like Ian Hill and Euros did. He would always respect Helia and always believe in her.

He is not a young man like Drummond and Casper. He is the youngest leader of Tasley. His influence spreads almost throughout the empire and he also controls many forces in the southern continent. His value determines Helia's attitude.

He is not like Eric, Vikes, Carlisle and others who have too many things in their eyes. They may abandon her at any time for greater benefits. She is not their only one, and they will not always choose her firmly, but Ansel did it.

Therefore, among so many men around her, Helia only had a desire to possess him.

He is mine and only mine.

Compared to the possessive desire that arises when love is at its peak, the tenderness between lips and teeth at this moment is more like two tired travelers finding their home, exchanging each other's body temperature and breath to gain a moment of relaxation.

"You know, your sister took advantage of your house arrest to enter the royal magic academy with great fanfare. It seems that she wants to step on you to get to the next level."

Ansel hugged Helia's soft body, rested his hand on her forehead, and gently stroked the fine and dense scars on her fingers, enjoying the rare tenderness.

Helia didn't pay much attention to the news from the imperial capital. As long as Idrija, who was under house arrest for her, was fine, she didn't care about anything else.

"You always seem to put Starley against me. Why is that?" She was puzzled. "It's like you always want to compare the two of us to see who's first or second. But we're sisters connected by blood. What's the point of this kind of comparison?"

"I'm just worried about you because you actually care about her more than you seem, and I'm afraid she will betray your sincerity." Ansel replied, "I also know that you love your sister who came back halfway more than your brother."

Helia smiled and raised her head. "Why do you think so?"

"I risked my life to save my brother, and my brother would do anything for me. Everyone knows that we are the closest siblings."

"Because love between family members never needs to be publicized." Ansel lowered his eyes to meet her curious gaze, "If he really loved you, he wouldn't let those slanderous rumors about you spread, and in the end he would just be known as a good brother who doted on his sister."

"It's obviously just to gain a good reputation. If I were your brother, no matter if you did those things or not, and no matter if you are a bad person or not, I would not let anyone gossip about you behind your back."

"Eric's kindness to you is like a show for others to see. It's so loud and he wants to let the whole world know how much he dotes on you, a bad-tempered sister. He uses your badness to show how tolerant he is..."

"If you really treasure her, you should hold her in your hands and let her shine forever without being stained by dust."

"Don't say that about him. After all, he is my brother and my blood relative." Helia patted his hands twice with her backhand, then intertwined her fingers with his. "We both have our own difficulties. This is our common choice to protect each other."

"As for Starley, I treat her well because I want her to be well, but I don't want my love to become a burden to her. If betraying me is a necessary condition for her to be happy, I can accept it."

"Before, I was still worried about how she would convince my father. Now a great opportunity is right in front of her. If she hesitates and misses it, I will be depressed."

Ansel stroked her hair gently. Even though he didn't understand Helia's attitude towards her relatives, after all, he was born in a family where there was only competition for interests but no true love, so he didn't know how brothers and sisters got along with each other.

"You must be tired. Go and have a rest." Noticing that Helia was drowsy, Ansel supported her shoulders and wanted her to get up and go back to the house to sleep.

Helia hugged his neck and rubbed his neck drowsily, "Let's sleep together for a while. You are tired too."

"Okay." Ansel smiled, kissed her forehead lightly, stood up with her in his arms, and walked towards the empty room behind him.