v7 Chapter 12： Queen and princess

"Antrapolis is very good! It has been promoted to the veteran, and you can sink yourself to train yourself. Some people think that being a veteran is amazing!..." Daphus’s voice is very light, Aristi Russ could not help but blink his eyes.

"Aris, your brother has become a veteran, you are still a court ambassador, do you feel regret?" Dafos looked at him, half jokingly and half-heartedly said.

After Daves became king, the political system of Dionia did not change, but he asked the Senate to give him several positions, directly obeying the king: one is the captain of the palace, now by Martius Acting to defend the safety of the king and his family while maintaining the order of the palace; one is the secretary, the chief of Heriotis, responsible for writing letters for the king, and the other is the court commander, by Aristila Si is responsible for conveying the king’s orders, summoning bureaucrats, etc. In fact, this difference was mostly done by Aristilas, and the real work of Aristilas was Dave's intelligence chief. Although most veterans know that Davers has a group of people who are responsible for collecting intelligence for him, if you set up an intelligence officer position and put this matter on the face, Daves still feels badly affected, so Cover up with the messenger, but it is just selling sheep meat. These three positions are all intermediate-level public positions, and the status is worse than the veteran of the Senate.

"Your Majesty, I never regret it. I like my current position, which allows me to give full play to my abilities, and I think that even if you are a regular public official, you will be more glorious than being a veteran." Aristila Speaks one word and one sentence seriously.

"You also learn to say good things now!" Davers pointed at him, haha ​​laughed.

"Well, it's not too late, you can go back to rest." Daves stood up and said something else: "The things of Naxos, you have to keep an eye on it."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Aristilas replied, turning around and he was no longer in Duffus, but he had his own house near the palace under the hill.

Davers went out of the study and walked to the backyard.

Bypassing the garden, as soon as he walked into the main building, Davers saw a sly figure standing next to the statue of Argentine.

"Cynthia." He snorted.

"Father... Father!" Cynthia looked a little flustered.

"Isn't I sleeping so late?" Daves said with concern.

"Well... I am praying to Arjunis, wishing my brother to return safely in his first expedition!" Cynthia said quickly.

"This time against the Dani people, we sent three legions, plus a cavalry corps, there are 30,000 people, the number of soldiers is far more than the other side, winning is a breeze, you do not have to worry about Adoris, Although he is the first battlefield, he has always been very talented in combat. To say that he is single-handedly, many veterans are not his opponents, let alone Oliver to take care of him. What are you worried about!" Davers comforted her and then smiled and asked: "Just praying for Adoris alone?"

"Father!" Cynthia squinted, but her face turned red.

"When the war is over, my mother and I will host you and Patroclus to preside over the wedding. You are already 20 years old and will not marry you. Others think that the Princess of the Kingdom of Deon is actually no one wants it. Daves said ridiculously.

When talking about marriage, Cynthia was ashamed and happy in her heart: "Thank you father!"

"Hurry to go to sleep." Daves waved his hand and smiled and said: "Patlockos is the captain of the Legion. He will not fight the enemy himself. There is no danger at all. You don't need to worry about him. But if you worry every day. He, leading to poor sleep, the skin will become very bad, when Patroclus returns, beware that he does not want you!"

"He dares!" Cynthia said with a fork.

Daves smiled and turned to the floor, and again came Cynthia’s grateful voice: "Father, thank you!"

Davers immediately understood what her "thank you" meant: Cynthia was very pretty when she was 16 years old, plus her identity - the Princess of the Kingdom of Denia, the people who come to propose marriage are endless. Among them are the children of the former mercenary comrades of Davers (mainly adopted children), and Davers has given them a rejection, because Cynthia had already had a favorite. Davers respected her choices, which at the time broke the tradition, knowing that the daughters of the citizens of the Greek city-state were subordinate to their fathers before they were married, although the Kingdom of Dionia was much more open, but It is indeed a bit shocking to let her daughter choose her husband according to her own wishes.

Daves paused and didn't look back and went straight to the second floor.

Going to bed at night is not too much trouble for Davers, who has two wives. It takes time to accompany a wife to sleep, sometimes to meet his wife to come to the moon, and will take the initiative to let him go to another wife’s room. Said to be fairly harmonious. He sometimes thinks that if there are three or four wives, the choice of sleeping every night is probably a big problem. He has never had this idea with a lofty goal in his heart. It is his expectation that he will be healthy and live longer. Therefore, he will not be too indulgent in his inner desires.

He pushed the door open and walked into Klysto's bedroom.

The candlelight swayed in the bedroom, and Christovia turned his back to him, lying on his side on the bed, and a light-colored blanket with red and blue stripes on his body, revealing white shoulders and slender legs.

"Clithista." Daves snorted, no response: It seems that it was too late to come back, she was already asleep.

Daves walked lightly to the bed, fading the dressed Bolton, preparing to lie next to Christoa, then pulling the blanket, and found that Christopher had nothing to wear, as a living The mother of three children, Klystoya still has a delicate skin and a good body. The slender and unprotrusive waist is extended to the fullness of the buttocks. It looks like a perfect human body curve that is undulating and smooth. .

Daves couldn't help but stick her smooth back, her right hand looped over her waist, her palms pressed against the soft chest, and as he prepared to move, Clithtoa suddenly turned his head and kissed. His face.

"You are not asleep." Dafoss was slightly surprised.

"You said it." Christopher's eyes widened, and the gorgeous red lips bit the mouth of Duffus...

After a cloud of rain, the two lying side by side on the bed, whispering.

"Who are you talking to downstairs?" Clyston asked softly.

"Cynthia, she is praying for Adoris and her future husband."

"This little girl has been stunned for a while. It seems that her mind has been placed on the young man named Patlockos. Oh, this daughter can't stay!"

"When the War of Tony is over, let her marry."

"Your father is too irresponsible. Others are picking up a good husband's house for their daughters. If you are good, then the children of pluralistic, heavy, and wealthy businessmen will not choose, let her choose!" Christovia complained.

Davers said seriously: "In my current position, I still need to borrow my daughter's marriage to consolidate my power! Let Cynthia pick a satisfied husband, at least she will not blame me in the future. Besides, Patroclus His family is not bad. His father has a disability, but his ability is good. He is a respected chief of the Dema. Due to his excellent work, the chief executive of Turui, Lucias, is already considering promoting him. The administrative adjutant of Turui or the city's agricultural officer, as it develops, he is likely to become a veteran of the Senate at the age of 50. The child of Patroclus also worked hard and only became a member of the army for ten years. The youngest corps captain of the Onya Legion... So Cynthia’s child’s eyes are good, and she’s married to her, and we’re worthy of her dead parents!”

The reason why Cristoya complained was because she couldn’t adapt to her sudden daughter’s sudden departure. After listening to Davers’s words, she sighed a little and sighed: “I’m married in the past, I can also let Crowe Drop some ideas that shouldn't be there........."

"What are you talking about?! Cloth--" Daphus was shocked.

"Cro likes his unrelated sister." Clithista sighed again.

"How can I not know this!" Daves stunned.

"You are busy with politics every dayWhere I noticed this. I also found out that Clo has been in a bad mood for a few days after we agreed to Patroclus’s proposal. I was only aware of the warning from Grace. It’s... oh...” Clithistha felt a headache when she thought about it.

"It’s not bad to raise a daughter to raise a daughter-in-law." Daves just gave a half-joking joke, and Clestoia looked up and stared at him.

He quickly changed his mind: "Crow is still small, and he does not understand the feelings of men and women. I think he is just a little admired by Cynthia. It will be better to grow up when he is older. He is now almost 16 years old. While studying at the University of Onia, it seems that he should also increase his military training and prepare for future military service. I am afraid that he will not have time to think about these things..."

"Do you really want to let Crow fight to kill the enemy in the future?!" Clithista asked, busy asking with some concerns.

"He will not fight to kill the enemy, make meritorious deeds, how to convince the citizens of the kingdom in the future, how to command the generals who are jealous! If you don't understand the military, you can't manage this country well, and it is easy to be fooled by the ministers. Tolerate the kingdom I founded!..." Although Davis was vague, he obviously had great expectations for his eldest son.