The Duke in the Spire of Thorns

It was a restless rainy night.

It was far beyond the usual time to fall asleep, but everyone in Bradley Castle still had their eyes open. The servants kept boiling water, and pots of hot water were sent to the hostess' room. The host of the castle, Prince Bradley, paced back and forth anxiously outside the hostess' room.

There were screams in the room from time to time, and Prince Bradley couldn't breathe when he heard the screams.

He was at a loss and could only pace back and forth outside the door. Whenever he saw servants coming in and out, he would quickly step aside so as not to block their way.Once the door was opened, he craned his neck to look in, hoping to see what was going on with his wife.

God!What a disaster!

Prince Bradley never thought that it would be so terrible for a woman to give birth to a child. As long as he thought of the torture his usually delicate wife was suffering now, his heart would break.

At the beginning, he kept making the sign of the cross on his chest, hoping that God would bless his wife, but as time passed, he couldn't help but began to blame God, hating why He would let women suffer this kind of torture.

Finally, I don't know how long it took, the sound finally subsided, and the room was quiet, and there was no sound at all.

Prince Bradley breathed a sigh of relief at first, and soon he realized that the silence is the most terrifying, a huge terror seized his heart, he couldn't control that much anymore, he slammed the door open, He rushed to the bed and took his wife's hand.

"My dear Wei, are you okay?"

Lying on the bed, the pale woman has a typical oriental face, her once beautiful and rosy cheeks are now extremely haggard.

After hearing Prince Bradley's words, a line of tears flowed from her half-closed eyes. The servant beside her was holding a child in her hands, but the newborn baby who was supposed to be crying endlessly was now extremely quiet.

Prince Bradley understood what was going on almost instantly. He was heartbroken, but he still cheered up to comfort his wife, "It's okay, as long as you are fine, child... we will still have children's……"

"Let me... let me see him."

Wei Wei struggled and stretched out her hand, the servant handed the baby in his arms to her with a sad face, Wei Wei greedily looked at the baby's face, the little life in her arms was cold, she cried and laughed at the same time: "My child, my Child...look how cute you are..."

With tears in his eyes, Bradley reached out and gently touched the baby's cold cheek.

Suddenly, a sudden sound rang out in the room.

"Do you want to save him?"

Prince Bradley turned his head suddenly, and saw a dark guy standing at the door. He was dressed in a black robe, his face could not be seen clearly, his voice was clear, and his pronunciation was standard, but his accent was a little weird.

Although Prince Bradley was instinctively wary of the sudden appearance of the black-robed man, the words of the other party gave him a glimmer of hope in vain.

"You said you could save him?" Prince Bradley said hurriedly, "What do you want?"

Before the other party answered, he continued: "No matter what you want, as long as you want, I can give it to you!"

The man in black walked over slowly, he stretched out his hand to hug the baby, his fingertips were white and slender, he stretched out his index finger and tapped the baby's forehead, then he carefully took out a bottle of potion and gave it to the baby. The baby gulped it down.

Miraculously, Prince Bradley and Micro were ecstatic when the otherwise quiet baby suddenly started crying.

"This can only keep him safe until he is 20 years old." The man in black robe returned the baby to the Bradleys. "I will come back later."

After saying that, he left.

Although Prince Bradley sent people to look for it again and again, they couldn't find any trace of the other party, as if the other party just appeared out of thin air and then disappeared out of thin air.

This matter was so weird that Prince Bradley temporarily gave up after searching for nothing, and he didn't say anything about it, and began to take care of his children carefully.

Although his child was rescued, he was born with a very weak body, but under the careful care of Prince Bradley and his wife, their child grew up safely.

And this child is Celeste.

"So, you are my savior?"

Celeste carefully sat up straight, fixed his gaze on the man in black standing in front of him, and asked, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"No." The man in black seemed to be smiling, and he said, "I'm here to fulfill the promise I made many years ago."

He passed the pendant forward, and this time, Celeste took it.

Although the pendant looked like it was made of silver, it was warm to the touch and emitted a faint heat.It is strung together by a long rope of unknown material.

Celeste looked at the pendant in his hand, then at the man in black standing in front of him, thought for a while, and handed the pendant to Eswell.

Eswell understood what Celeste meant, he walked behind Celeste, and put his hand on the pendant for him.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but after wearing this pendant, Celeste felt a little warmer all over his body.

His behavior satisfied the man in black. The man in black nodded, talked to Celeste for a while, and then he left.

Celeste was puzzled by the behavior of the man in black, but he didn't think much about it. The long-term habit of going to bed early made him yawn.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and walked upstairs slowly while holding the handrail of the stairs.

Eswell was by his side, but he didn't try to reach out to hug him. After the cryptic warning last time, he became much restrained.At least know enough is enough.

The fire in the room was always burning and had never been extinguished, so the warm air enveloped the two of them.Celeste sat down on the soft chair by the bed and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Undress."

Celeste ordered: "Lie down."

Eswell obeyed Celeste's order without any objection. Under Celeste's gaze, he took off his coat, took off his boots, lifted the quilt and lay down in it.

Celeste sat aside and drank tea slowly. He was a little clumsy and poured too much tea inadvertently.The tea was freshly made and it was very hot, so Celeste had to drink it carefully while blowing it.

After drinking nearly half of the tea, the Duke stood up and said indifferently to his knight commander, "Very good, you can go."

Elsevier got out of the soft quilt without any complaints. He lifted the quilt very carefully, and the first thing he did after getting out of bed was not getting dressed.He walked up to Celeste and carefully waited for him to take off his coat and remove his shoes and socks.

Celeste lay down on the warm quilt and closed her eyes comfortably.The bed curtain was lowered, and through the thick curtain, he saw Elsevier quietly dressing.

Half a year before his 20th birthday, at this moment, the black-robed man who once pulled him back from death appeared in front of him.

This can't but be said to be a surprise. As Celeste grows older, the sadness on his parents' faces is also increasing.It was because of this that Celeste left the royal city of Briarson far away and chose a place far away to "recover".

He thought that if his parents were to watch him weaken, it would undoubtedly be a great torture for them, so let's separate.

Celeste thought many times that if he died, his parents would be heartbroken. After all, he was their only son and received all their love.Therefore, he very much hopes that his parents can give birth to another healthy younger brother or sister, so that at least his parents will not lose all hope after his death.

But now, everything seems to be different, if what the man in black robe said is true, then he doesn't need to prepare for the worst, if... just if, if his body gets better, then he will go back to Wangcheng to go back to his father and mother.

The candle was blown out, and Celeste heard soft footsteps, which he knew to be Eswell.The room was silent, save for the occasional crackling of the wood burning in the fireplace.

He reached out to fumble for the pendant hanging around his neck, and left this pendant alone when Eswell took off the trinkets on his body.And Celeste himself didn't want to untie it.He held the delicate pendant, and the corners of the hexagonal pendant were touching Celeste's delicate skin, emitting heat continuously.

The warm and soft bed combined with the faint fragrance in the bedroom made Celeste very comfortable. He closed his eyes, feeling that his consciousness was gradually blurring.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself standing in a thick fog.

The boundless thick fog covered his vision, but Celeste didn't care about it now.At this time, a more exciting reality occupied his mind: his body was extraordinarily light and healthy, and when his feet stepped on the ground, he felt steady instead of weak.He has never been so relaxed, as if he can fly into the sky with a light jump.

He tried to jump, but found nothing wrong with him.The body is no longer a burden, but a backup.He jumped and began to walk briskly again, which was a novelty to him.At last he even ran, the fog parting before his eyes and gathering behind him, the damp wind blowing along his cheeks.He is running, very fast.

Finally, he had to stop, bent down, put his hands on his knees, and panted heavily.His brow was dripping with sweat, his cheeks had a healthy flush, and his mind was crystal clear.Celeste had never felt alive before.

Suddenly, in the fog of silence, a voice sounded:

"A new visitor?"