Camellia camellia

Chapter1

Autumn mornings in Parramatta look especially refreshing as dew rolls from the leaves.The unknown white flowers by the fence always spread out at seven or eight o'clock. The girl with chestnut hair sat quietly under the tree. A fallen leaf touched her hair. She twirled it casually and stared intently. The green leaves came from The front tips of the leaves begin to turn yellow, with black dead spots all over the place.She smiled, spread out the handkerchief and placed the leaves.

At this time, a warm voice sounded.

"The leaves are already incomplete, and they don't look very good. Why are they carefully put away?"

The girl arched her back, and her eyes searched for the source of the voice.When she saw the familiar face of the visitor, as if she had just relaxed, she tightened her crimson cloak, with a hint of melancholy at the corner of her mouth, and replied: "This is the first fallen leaf I saw in autumn, naturally It is worth cherishing. Although it is slightly incomplete, it is a symbol of the goddess' love."

"You want to make him a specimen?" The acquaintance walked up to her and saw the girl's reaction. She adjusted the pannier without a trace, and sat down gracefully. After she sat down, she folded her hands on the golden On the hem of the skirt, she gently smoothed out the folds, and it was done in one go, gracefully, and the skin exposed on her chest was pure whiter than snow.It's just that in an inadvertent moment, a trace of hesitation flashed like a thread in his eyes.

The girl pinched the slender stalk of the leaf, thought for a while, and said, "Get rid of the water, deal with it and put it in the book. After all, not every autumn will be as free as it is now." When she spoke, she spoke very fast. Slow, like recalling the past many years ago. "Although the autumn in Mirror Lake is not as vast and magnificent as Thalia's, if I had to make a choice, I still prefer the cleanliness and simplicity here. For me, this place is like a sanctuary, and I don't want to leave .”

"Well, thank Goddess for giving me the time to collect leaves with you."

The girl was slightly taken aback, then turned her head away, the little finger of her right hand raised her golden hair, and said affectionately: "It's good to have you by my side, Mirja."

She held her hand, her dark eyes seemed like an abyss that could not be seen to the bottom, "I will always be by your side."

"Thank you." The girl smiled sweetly, her blue eyes were like the sky of Parramatta, pure and beautiful like a sweet dream. "Hair, it's long."

"Yeah." She made a single voice. She knew what Camelia was referring to. Yes, she had resigned from the position of the highest knight of Trumien, and the sword of oath in her hand had also been handed over to her former adjutant. Chief - the current Supreme Knight Albert.

Seeing Mirga put her hand to her lips and kissed her lightly, Camelia felt a pain in her heart.

Yes, Mirga's heart, how could she not understand.Thinking of how long it would take for her to say goodbye to her again, Camelia almost suffocated when she thought of it.She pulled Mirka's hand back from her lips, kissed Mirja's hickey on the back of her hand lightly, and then supported her with both hands, letting the warmth between her fingers fall on her cheek .

"I have something for you to do, can you promise me?"

Mirjia raised her eyebrows, her lips moved, and her eyes were full of indescribable emotions.

"I don't agree." She replied bluntly.

Camelia seemed to have expected it, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "I knew you were as stubborn as a cow." She silently lowered her head and stopped looking into her lover's eyes. "But it's different this time. I have to go back to Thalia. You can't be with me. I order you to stay here."

"Grand Duke, if you can convince me, then everything will go as you wish." Mirja blinked.

"I need to deal with some difficult things when I return to Thalia this time. It is difficult to guarantee that nothing unexpected will happen. I am afraid that my concern for you will affect my judgment. And for the sake of you and Fran It's safe, I think it's the best choice for you to stay here." Camelia said solemnly.This is what she thought about and organized. For anyone, this sentence is impeccable.But for some reason, if she hadn't avoided Mirga's gaze, she might not have been able to speak.

"It's a high-sounding reason, and it's well-prepared."

Although Mirga looked unhappy, she seemed to agree with it, and Camelia secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"However, I want to know the real reason, and what you have to face."

Sure enough... Camelia sighed, Mirjia is a very patient person, and she will definitely get the answer she wants.The Duchess was dazed for a long time without speaking, the conflict in her heart made her not know how to answer.Yes, her decisiveness in dealing with foreign affairs is obvious to all, but this matter is different... Those people, the secrets behind those people, she is not ready yet, although they have tacitly agreed to live together with each other, but tell She's telling the truth...it's still too early.

"I went against their wishes. Although it is still within the scope of acquiescence, I still need to give them an explanation. I can't let you go back with me, because I am worried, and they seem to have their eyes on you. But as I said As I said, this is a sanctuary, Mirror Lake Manor is the only place they dare not set foot in as far as I know, as long as you are in Mirror Lake Manor, then you and Fran are absolutely safe."

In Camelia's words, Mirja didn't let go of any doubtful details. "Who are they? What are their wishes? If Fran and I are safe here, will they be against you?"

Camelia shook her head, her blue eyes were full of sadness and disdain: "I am the last text in the Camellia code, and they will not hurt me."

Mirjia raised her eyebrows, obviously, she was very concerned about Camelia's words.

But Camelia's brows were full of unsatisfactory sadness. She took the hands with calluses, gently separated her fingers, stroked her palm, and her eyes were full of reluctance: "Promise me, I will During your absence, you and Fran must not step out of Mirror Lake Manor. If necessary, tell the servants to do it. Katie and Irina are already handing over to Angela. She will take good care of you and Fran, that Although the girl is a bit stupid, she is trustworthy." She put her gentle hands on Mirga's cheeks, and Camelia's blue eyes met hers, "Just remember, you are the hostess of Mirror Lake Manor. If something happens , even if you are summoned by the king or your father or even me..., don't leave here. If I want to see you, I will come to greet you, and I will never let you meet me elsewhere. You just do what I say Do it, and we will surely meet again."

"..."

"I've been procrastinating for a long time. Now, they can't wait. I will come back to pick you up. Be sure to wait for me to come back, okay?" Her eyes were a little confused, although her eyes were focused on the black pupils, but But Mirja felt that the girl in front of her seemed to be looking somewhere through her.

"who are they?"

"They..." It was as if the unbearable fragments in her memory were opened, and the power supporting the whole world was slowly disappearing from her body, as if she had returned to that time... Camelia subconsciously lingered She touched her shoulders, her blue eyes dimmed, her brows were deeply furrowed, and her beautiful red lips were bitten to dark purple, like a wounded fawn trying to resist the capture of an experienced hunter.Before she was about to be hit by the cold, a burst of warmth from her body dragged her back to reality.When she regained her senses, she found that she was embraced by Mirjia.Camelia knew that she had lost her composure, and raised her eyes to meet Mirga's gentle eyes. She seemed a little embarrassed and wanted to break free from her arms, but Mirja held her arms tightly and held her tightly. Locked in her arms, Camelia was a little overwhelmed.

"...they came from the extreme north, and every fallen winter city is a long dark poem written by them. They follow the will and laws of the lonely world, and declare to the outside world that they are the most sincere elder sister, my lord. They are conquerors, they are revolutionaries; they are called the writers of history and the executors of secrets; they have the most powerful allies and immortal will, and they are the masters of every camellia family Nightmare..." Camelia choked on her sobs and tightened her grip, "They are manipulating this body."

Mirga is not an ignorant woman. As the highest knight, she will know more deeply hidden secrets than ordinary people. Although Camelia's words are obscure, she seems to have a vague prototype of "them".She also read the ins and outs of those events at night, not to mention the breathtaking battles. In 1022 of the Gwenavian Era, there was a sensation in the four continents. Word of mouth, even children are familiar with the "Yara turmoil" - the most powerful Winter Kingdom in the north of the Yala continent, all major cities were destroyed in just a few months, and the scope even spread to the present-day Midgar There are several important main cities in the Northern Territory of the Kingdom of Special, including the famous city of twin towers, Manilando.It was an extremely devastating disaster, and the Camellia family, as the royal family, was almost completely wiped out during the Yala turmoil, and their blood was almost cut off.Mirja had doubts about the Yala turmoil a long time ago, perhaps because of Camelia's relationship, she intuitively believed that it was not an incident of ordinary people's resistance caused by oppression, it was very obvious behind it but no one The frightening fact pointed out is: that crazy spearhead is not directed at the rule of the royal family, but at every heir with the blood of the camellia.

These intermittent words that she had read in the book flashed in Mirja's mind, but she didn't want to pursue it now. Mirjia looked at the girl in her arms, her eyes softened, and she coaxed softly She smoothed her long hair: "Carly, don't cry. My sword will cut off those shackles that you shouldn't have, and you will be yourself, and no one can manipulate you." Her voice seemed to have The power of comfort, in Mirka's warm embrace, Camelia gradually stopped her sobbing, her head was buried in Mirka's chest, her chestnut soft curly hair was spread on Mirka's white tube top, her hands were around her waist.She is very attached to Mirjia's warmth, she relies on her and trusts her unconditionally, just like a child is attached to his mother.

A leaf fell on Camelia's hair, Mirja took it off quietly, sighed, and hugged the girl in her arms tighter, it was cold, and it was another year in a blink of an eye, Dominica's cold Winter doesn't seem far away.

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TO: Far Eyed Girl

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Li Luoluo