canary in cage

Cecil raised his head and looked at the person standing in front of him, and the light-stinging eyes on the top of his head couldn't open his eyes.

"With me?" Cecil opened his mouth and asked.

"Yes!" Peddy grinned, "With you!"

Cecil looked away, walked around Peidi's side, and cleared his voice: "I don't need it."

Peddy froze on the spot for a moment, and when he came back to his senses and wanted to call Cehir to stop, he had already pushed open the door and entered.

What do you need to say?Peddy kicked away the garbage on the ground, and walked back with a gloomy face.

"Do you want to act now?"

"Go, go."

The voice came from an inconspicuous carriage. It was a girl's voice, and her age didn't sound very old.

The person standing outside, this time changed into a brown suit, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses hanging on his face, he looked like a professor who came back from the bachelor's hall.

"Be careful of the steps." The man stood on the side of the carriage, stretched out his arms, and bowed respectfully.

The person in the carriage poked his head out, his hands in lace gloves rested lightly on the man's arm, and the corners of his lips were slightly pulled back.

"Thank you."

The girl was wearing a simple beige skirt, and her face looked like she was just recovering from a serious illness. Just after getting off the carriage, the man did not let go of his hand, but kept holding the girl's arm.

However, no matter how pale her face is, the eyebrows and eyes can't change. If you look carefully, those eyes are almost the same as the current queen.

Ben was outstanding, and when he walked into the alley, he caught a lot of eyes. The man kept a smile on his face, as if he was used to appearing in the eyes of the public like this.

The door that had been stared at for many days finally came in front of him. The man leaned forward and took a step forward, knocking lightly three times with his white gloved hand.

After waiting for half a minute, the door inside was opened by Peidi.

"Hi, are you here to see a doctor or to get medicine?" Peidi pushed the door open and asked with a smile.

"Your Excellency, we have something to talk to Duke Kritis." The man bent over, his voice soft.

Peddy's nerves tensed up, and he turned around and called Hall.

Seeing Hall approaching, the man repeated unhurriedly again.

"You are looking for the Duke, what are you doing here?" Hall unceremoniously pulled Peidi behind him, looking down at the two strangers.

There was no change in expression on the man's face: "We have been observing for several days."

Hearing what the man said, Hall's expression darkened instantly, and his tone became impatient: "What the hell are you trying to do!"

The man was about to explain, but the girl behind him stepped forward and stood in front of the man with a smile on her face.

"Sorry, you may not be able to decide this matter, we need to discuss it with Duke Kritis."

"You..." Hall looked at the girl, as if he had seen it somewhere.

The atmosphere between the two became stiff for half a minute, and there was movement behind BaN Hall. Cecil leaned out from the side, looked at the person in front of him, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Find me?"

"Hello, Duke." The girl politely raised her head to meet Cecil's gaze.

"Come in and talk." Cecil stepped aside.

Seeing this, the man raised his arms again to support the girl. Unfortunately, Cecil turned sideways to see this scene, and his eyes did not move away for a while.

"What does the duke want to say?" The man looked at Cecil and opened his mouth and asked.

"No," Cecil replied in a low voice, and walked towards the room with strides.

After Cecil sat back on the bed again, he looked at the two people in front of him again, and finally his eyes fell on the girl.

"What is your relationship with the Queen?"

The girl didn't even intend to hide it, she sat on the stool next to her and opened her mouth: "I'm Bonnar Irene, and the current queen is my younger sister."

Cecil was stunned for a second, then raised his eyes to look at the person standing next to Bonal Yilin, his tone relaxed a bit.

"There's nothing I can do to help you."

Since they knew they were here, they must have been watching them for a long time, or in other words, before they woke up, they already knew they were here.

"Don't worry." Bonnar Yilin smiled on his face: "Your deacon has disappeared for two days, and you are not nervous at all."

Hearing the deacon's words, Cehir's eyes moved, and he returned to calm in an instant: "You are threatening me?"

Bonnar Yilin chuckled lightly, and got angry because of Cecil's words.

"I haven't interacted with your deacon, but I know that your deacon is now with my sister, and the situation doesn't look very good."

After hearing Cecil's body froze for half a second, he looked at the person in front of him: "What do you want to get from this incident?"

"The throne." Bonnard Irene still had a smile on her face, which was unpredictable.

Sehil paused, and raised the corners of his lips: "It seems that I can't help you with this matter."

"The relationship between you and your deacon is not that simple."

Bonnar Yilin was still smiling, her face showing no aggression at all, but these words made Cecil's back ooze with cold sweat.

"Isn't it still a threat in the end?" Cecil said with a steady voice.

"Just be it."

"What do you want me to do?" Cecil opened his mouth.

"Don't be nervous, you just need to do your own thing." Bonnar Yilin stretched out his hand, and the man behind him handed over a delicate small pistol.

"This is for your self-defense when necessary." Bonnar Yilin put the gun on the table: "If I'm not wrong, you should want to save your deacon."

Cecil frowned imperceptibly, reached out and picked up the pistol on the table to try the weight.

Bonnard Yilin was right. After the phrase 'the situation is not optimistic' appeared, my mood had already started to go astray.

Obviously, I hated it to death before, but now when I can't see him, I start to panic in my heart.Want to see this person right away.

Cecil slowly raised his hand and placed it on his heart, beating even faster than usual, every time he thought of Isri, it would always be like this.

"Is the Duke feeling unwell?" Bonnard Irene looked at Cecil's pale face and asked worriedly.

"It's okay, thank you for your concern." Cecil raised his hand and rubbed his brows: "What time is it?"

Bonnar Yilin recovered her smiling face, and took the envelope from the man next to her: "This is the address of the residence, you can come over anytime you are ready."

Cecil took the envelope, and Bonnar Yilin also stood up from the stool and put his hands on the arms of the man beside him naturally.

As soon as she walked to the door, she seemed to think of something, and Bonnar Yilin turned around with a smile on her face.

"However, if time drags on for a long time, I may not be able to guarantee whether your deacon is still alive."

The author has something to say:

At this point, I need to explain that Cehir suffers from a mild case of Stockholm Syndrome.

The reason is that he was under a lot of shadow when he escaped before, coupled with being imprisoned by Isri for a long time, driven by the double shadow, Cehir's nerves will be affected.

Some people who have tried well may be rejected, and they may even be biased towards Isri unconsciously.