empty crown

Woohoo: "Take me to see him!"

"Presumptuous!" The cold and deep voice was indeed a tone that Eric was familiar with and could no longer be familiar with. Eric let go of the guard who was about to die, and looked at the elegant Hal with a strange expression on his face, no... ...maybe King Henry already...

"You all retreat." Henry ordered coldly, and the guards bowed their heads and retreated obediently.

Henry stood in the corridor of the dungeon, looking at Eric: "You go, I believe you already know what I mean."

"What do you mean! What do you mean! I don't understand what you mean! Hal!" Eric yelled crazily. He approached Henry, and just as he was about to reach out to grab him, he felt a pain in his palm. Henry had already pulled out the hand that used to be his Looking at Eric, he squinted his eyes and said, "Boldly, show me some respect for the King of the British Empire!"

"Hehehe... You hurt me with the dagger I gave you... Do you think this will break the relationship between us? Hal! You said that no matter what, you are my Hal! Those promises of yours What!? Are the days and nights we spent together a lie!? You don’t want to just throw everything away like this!” Eric yelled frantically.

"...Those are all lies to you." Henry listened to Eric's words coldly, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a sarcasm smile: "Do you really think you are so attractive? To be my lover? I just see that you are useful That's all, if you weren't able to take me to the dark forest, do you think I'd take another look at you!?"

"Stop lying to me! Then you were fake when you moaned in my arms!?"

"Fake, I feel sick when I think about being touched by you now!" Henry sneered: "The reason why I didn't kill you is because you saved my life. Now, if you dare to talk nonsense again Nonsense, I'll stab your neck!!"

"Yes, then stab it! Use my dagger, stab it through my neck! Why are you still holding my dagger! Why don't you just throw it away!? If you really have no affection for me as you said No, why do you still keep the things I gave you!" Eric didn't believe it, he didn't believe it!

"Hehe...you're so boring..." After Henry finished speaking, he walked slowly to the small window of the cell with the dagger in his hand, and threw the dagger through the gap in the iron fence as soon as he reached out. He looked at Eric with a pale face With a smile on his face, he said word by word: "You are like this dagger, I will throw it away after I use it..."

Eric felt that all his strength was gone...

He didn't expect...

He didn't expect Henry to throw the dagger just like that...

What he said is true...?

For him... just use value...?

"Oh, yes, and..." Henry walked up to Eric, stretched out his hand and snapped off the silver cross hanging around Eric's neck.

"Give it back to me!!!" Eric yelled frantically, but was suppressed by the guards who came over after hearing the noise: "Give it back to me!! Give it back to me!!!" Tears overflowed from the corners of Eric's eyes, it was me The only thing Hal left for me...  

"It's ridiculous... This is mine, why should I give it back to you?" Henry looked at the silver cross in his hand.

"Give it back!! That's what my Hal gave me! That's what Hal gave me!!"

"...How many times do you have to say it before you understand, my name is Henry!" Before he finished speaking, Henry raised his hand, and the silver cross drew a beautiful curve in the air and fell from the gap in the fence. Entered the cliff.

"NO──!!!!" Eric looked at the silver-white cross, as if it was his own heart that was thrown down. He could no longer struggle, and could only be pushed to the ground by the guards, with his cheek against the dirty ground. , Weeping silently.

"Throw him out..." Henry walked past Eric, and ordered softly, "Don't let me see him again."

Self-harm

Henry sat on the throne, his eyes closed, and it took a lot of stamina to keep his hands from shaking.

His hand had been twitching intermittently just now, and it still hasn't recovered.

He opened his palm and looked at the bottle of medicine in his hand that was picked up by the guards from Eric's body. His arm trembled more and more—he probably didn't see it just now... He used his trembling hands to shake the potion. When throwing that dagger...when he was tearing off the necklace around his neck...

"Your Majesty, I found it." The little guard excitedly pushed open the door, and handed over a shiny dagger: "Is this it?"

Henry opened his eyes suddenly and looked at the dagger that had accompanied him for countless insomnia nights. He grabbed it and hugged it in his arms in a panic. The little guard was startled by Henry's movement, and Henry hugged the dagger tightly. , gently stroking the handle of the dagger with trembling hands, eyes full of love.

"Your Majesty, are you okay..." the little guard asked worriedly.

"It's nothing... Where's the other thing! Where's the necklace!?" Henry's voice was a little hoarse.

"That thing is really too small...I haven't found it after searching for a long time..." The little guard rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment.

"Then keep looking!!" Henry roared, "Look for me! Until you find it!"

"I... I'm going right away!" The little guard was startled and ran out quickly.

Henry looked at his trembling arm, gritted his teeth and tried to restrain it, but there was nothing he could do.

"You're really useless..." Henry laughed at himself and said, "The king of a country can't be so useless... It's just a matter of forgetting someone, very quickly, very quickly..." Henry closed his eyes to himself Said hypnotically, then took out the dagger, and slashed fiercely on his arm. Henry looked at the blood gushing out, and his trembling hands finally stopped slowly.

The little guard was very worried about his majesty the king.

He watched the former prince become a king, and made all kinds of amazing feats, so that everyone no longer underestimated him. His Majesty became more and more like a wise monarch, but that was just a superficial phenomenon...

The little guard knew very well that the sound of beatings coming from His Majesty Henry's bedroom every night never stopped. He even saw His Majesty floating past him like a ghost holding his bloody arm, without noticing him at all. exist!

At that time, he was terrified, and hurried out to find the imperial doctor. When they put His Majesty Henry on the bed, the little guard clearly saw that His Majesty Henry's arms were covered with dense scars, new ones superimposed with old ones. Yes, it looks shocking...

His Majesty Henry is torturing himself... Who would believe it...?

During the day, His Majesty Henry sat majestically on the throne as if nothing had happened. Only the little guards noticed that His Majesty's dark circles were getting heavier and his cheeks became more and more sunken. His Majesty was rapidly haggard Go down... the little guard knows all this is because of that person...

The owner of the dagger and necklace...

The little guard desperately used his rest time to find the little necklace that fell off the cliff...

Finally, after a full year, the little guard finally saw the little silver among the rocks in the creek.

"Your Majesty... I found it! I found it!" The little guard didn't even have time to roll down his trouser legs, he pinched the necklace in his hand, and pushed open the door of Henry's bedroom.

"...Be quiet, don't you know you have to knock on the door first..." Henry was sitting on the table reviewing official documents without raising his head: "What excites you when you find something?"

"Necklace! Your Majesty! Necklace!!" The little guard hurriedly put the necklace still stained with water in front of Henry.

Henry stared blankly at the delicate but small silver cross, and his arms began to tremble uncontrollably again.

During this year, Henry relied on self-mutilation and amazing perseverance to suppress this intermittent nervous twitch, and now it rarely occurs, but every time he dreams of that person in his dream, his arm will twitch. Occasionally trembling, but it was much better than at the beginning, but this time, Henry couldn't suppress that trembling arm like a leaf in the wind.

pat.

The little guard saw a drop of water hit the official document that His Majesty Henry was writing, and quickly blurred the handwriting that His Majesty Henry had just written. He looked up and saw His Majesty Henry staring at the small necklace with wide eyes. Tears flowed from the eyes little by little, gathered on the chin, and then dripped down.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty...?" the little guard said timidly.

"Get out..." Henry tried hard to restrain his trembling arms.

"Your Majesty, are you okay...do you want me to call the imperial doctor..." the little guard said worriedly.

"It's okay, get out!!" Henry's tone became severe, and the little guard had no choice but to back out slowly and close the door.

Henry looked at the small silver cross on the table that had been eroded by time, his fingers were trembling and he could hardly hold it. Henry grabbed the small cross tightly and held it tightly in his palm, because he held it too much to use force