The Sin of Ludwigs

"Is today's dinner not to your liking?"

It’s rare that Elvis is free to have dinner with me, but because I was so preoccupied, I didn’t notice what the maids brought up today. The result of my absent-mindedness was that Elvis asked me directly at the dinner table.

I, who had been staring at him in a daze, suddenly came back to my senses, only to find that I had been stirring the glass of white almond milk drink with a spoon, and the maids next to me seemed hesitant to speak—this drink came from me. After coming to Elvis's side, he would appear on the dinner table every day. It is said that the reason is that almond milk has a calming effect.

"Oh? Ah, no, no!" In order to show that nothing happened, I just took a sip, pushed the agate cup aside, and picked up the fork.

"You seem to have something on your mind."

There was a plate of thinly sliced ​​fire-roasted lamb for dinner today, and I forked a piece into my mouth, pretending not to hear him.

What Caroline said has been running around in my head and the presence of Gaston somewhat backs up what she said with Baron Fred, if it really is what I think Gaston and Bambeck It means that the Haggis family is actually one of the nobles who are dissatisfied with the rule of England, so Elvis is only close to England on the surface.Considering Earl Ian's attitude towards England and his attitude towards turning me into a slave at the beginning, I'm afraid Elvis, his twin brother, would have the same idea.

Although Miss Selena did not tell me where the Duke of Lane is, she has clearly confirmed the fact that the Duke is not in New Jersey. As a result, I am not only concerned about whether Elvis really sent someone to New Jersey. I became suspicious, and even began to doubt whether it was Elvis in front of me.

However, when I wanted to judge whether the person in front of me was Elvis, I realized that I actually didn't know anything about that person—what does he like?What don't you like?What are the habitual actions?After thinking about it, I found that the answers are all "don't know". The Elvis I saw is not so much a lively young man in his 20s, but rather a perfect "master", a template without flaws like aristocrats.

In the end, facing the person in front of me, even if I kept staring at him, I could only admit that—even if the person in front of me was Ian pretending to be Elvis, I couldn’t tell the difference at all, only from the costumes and servants. attitude to judge!

This made me even more flustered, and I felt as if I was caught in a great mystery, and I was afraid that I would be like prey in a spider's web, and when I found myself in the web, it would be too late to escape.

The numerous thoughts made me lose my appetite at all, and I stopped after just a few casual bites.

Elvis was looking at me, and when I put down the fork, he stopped too.

"You have trouble."

He said this in a very positive tone.

I glanced at him quickly, then looked away.

"I do have one thing I would like to ask your permission for, but I am afraid that my request will embarrass you."

"What's bothering you so much?"

I took a breath and decided to take a risk.

"Please forgive my whimsical thoughts, but I really want to ask you——I want to ask you for a lady named Anne next to Earl Ian and Miss Anne's personal contract document."

Elvis frowned slightly, and looked at a male servant next to him, who immediately came up and whispered something in his ear. After listening, Elvis nodded and turned to me.

"Miss Anne has been given by Ian to Baron Fred, who is here as a guest," he said.

Even though Caroline and Baron Fred told me this fact, when I got the confirmation from Elvis, I was still uncontrollably frustrated and begged him: "Can't the facts be changed? You Can you tell Lord Ian and the baron to change to a young lady?"

"Ian's decision also represents the decision of the Hagers family, and even I cannot revoke it at will." Elvis glanced at me, "Ian is another me, and our power over the Hagers family are equal."

The speaker didn't mean it, but the listener meant it. The phrase "Ian is another me" made my heart tremble involuntarily.

"You seem to like that Miss Anne very much."

"Because I am more familiar with her here." I always thought that Caroline and Baron Fred were lying to me. When I learned that Anne was really given to someone else by Earl Ian, I didn't need to pretend. Frustrated, this person was a bit depressed: "I'm ready, if you can agree, I will take Miss Anne with me when I return to Europa in a few days, she has never seen the sea and the boat, look I’m sure you’ll be very happy when you get there!”

Elvis lowered his head slightly, with an indifferent expression.

"You want to get out of here as soon as possible."

I just don't know how to answer this question.

"Meeting you is a blessing given to me by God, but I have been away from my hometown for too long, my lord, and I am very worried about my poor mother." I could only pull Viscountess Edmund out as a shield again.

"Then what if I say I want you to stay?" Elvis still asked in that light tone, "If you think our relationship has caused you trouble, I can treat you as my friend." Guest, I entertain you as a pure friend."

"If you are worried about your mother, you can write a letter and have someone bring it to her, and then live here with peace of mind."

This very tempting invitation was almost impossible to refuse, and I was immediately moved.

Think about it, how tempting it is to stay here and enjoy the most luxurious food, drink and entertainment without paying for it yourself!You know, the basic necessities of life during this period are simply the best I have ever enjoyed in my life. Except for the court of the Grand Duke of Württemberg, there is no Ludwigsburg nobleman who can compare with the cost, and the court is not You can get in wherever you want!

However, there are no theaters, restaurants, and all kinds of novelties that I like...

Probably seeing my entanglement, Elvis added another sentence.

"I can also take you to a big city, which is no worse than your hometown."

"Will you really see me as a simple guest?" I asked cautiously.

"Of course, as long as your identity is confirmed, the Higgs family has no reason to neglect a nobleman."

Even though he said so, Elvis broke his promise that night.

"You said you would treat me as a simple guest..."

I grabbed the skirt of my shirt, tried to break free from his arms, and protested angrily: "You are lying! No one would do such a thing to their guests!"

Elvis trapped me in his arms, and slowly grabbed my hand. In the blink of an eye, he conjured a finger-wide ribbon out of nowhere, and tied my hands together. Together.

"But Duke Ryan's reply has not yet arrived, and the contract between us is still valid." He said innocently, but his hands didn't stop at all.

"Then when will the reply from New Jersey arrive?"

"It depends on whether the Duke of Ryan writes back the letter as soon as possible. If he is not willing to write, there is nothing I can do, right." Elvis took out another silk scarf and covered my eyes like before. .

The loss of vision made me extremely nervous, but there was no way to remove the silk scarf after my hands were tied.

Elvis chuckled softly in my ear.

"Your care for that Miss Anne makes me a little jealous," said he, "and it seems I'll have to charge as much interest as I can until the reply comes."

"..."

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After extreme exhaustion, I fell into a deep sleep—or pretended to be.

After the breathing of the people around me gradually became smooth and evenly long, I quietly opened my eyes, and looked at the faces of the people around me with the ray of moonlight coming in through the window.

In the quiet living room, I could hear my heart beating hard. In such a quiet night, it was like someone was beating a drum in my ear. The violent heartbeat even made my fingertips start to sweat .

Any sound—whether it is the occasional sound made by the night watch maid outside the living room, or the sound of a leaf falling outside the window can make my heart tremble. Changing his posture, as if inadvertently let his hand fall on that person's ear.

After a long time, my fingers finally had the courage to follow the position indicated by Caroline in my memory, and touched it tremblingly.

——my fingertips touched a slightly raised scar beneath the soft blond hair.

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Don't ask me where my integrity went~233333