Narcissus and Poison

Chapter 10) Poisoned Wine

At this time, in the tower on the other side, Astor was also suffering from great torture.

Standing in front of the dejected former boss, Shursena said in a reassuring tone, "Master Astor, don't worry, you and His Highness Augusta will be fine when His Majesty's anger subsides."

"Maybe," Astor smiled wryly.Then stop talking.

Shul Sena looked at him, and his own face became gloomy.

Although the current progress is a step in his plan, it will be even more difficult after that.

He knew that Astor—and maybe Augusta, all knew that the crime was too serious and escape was almost impossible... He wanted to know, why on earth did they go?But now is not the time to ask this question.

But the king was furious - originally, he was very happy when he first found it, but after learning the whole story, the stubborn old man felt that this was simply an intolerable thing... Of course, Fernand's fault was indispensable in this matter. participate.

"Your Majesty!" The queen panicked when she heard that the king planned to imprison Augusta in the "cursed" tower.She ran to the king's office regardless of her image, and begged her husband in front of a group of ministers in charge of justice and criminal law: "Please forgive Augusta! He is still a child...you know, he is so innocent, how could he plan to do it by himself?" What about this kind of outrageous thing? It must be that damn Astmelo who brought him to this point on purpose!..."

"Please put Astmelo to death and let your own son go!" She cried loudly.

The ministers looked at each other in blank dismay—due to Fernand's unprecedented high-profile, they had already roughly understood the truth—in fact, they also found it difficult to accept.But when they heard the queen's irrational petition, they were still shocked and persuaded: "The Melo family was loyal and good in the past, and devoted themselves to the country...Although Astmelo did something that shouldn't be done, he didn't die! "

"Your Majesty, please think again! Astmelo has never been a dissolute young man, and he has meritorious deeds."

"Astermelo is Lord Eric's only son. Even for the sake of the late Lord Eric, please be merciful and let your Majesty deal with it more leniently!"

"It's so noisy! Let me be quiet!" The old king waved his hands angrily, and then coughed, and his livid face turned pale.

The courtiers looked at him worriedly, but still obeyed the order and retreated, and the crying queen had already been helped away.

"Oh, retribution..." the king shook his head and said to himself out of breath.

"Are the men in the Melo family so attractive...all of them! They're all mesmerized!..."

"It's fine for my queen...so is my son..."

The queen he said was not the mother of the son he said.

Unbeknownst to the king, his eldest son was standing silently behind the curtain, watching him.

In the indescribable silence and depression, those shrewd, melancholy and weird eyes flickered, containing complicated emotions.

Fernand came to the tower where his biological mother was imprisoned and now his half brother was imprisoned.

"Brother," the haggard prince raised his head and met his gaze.

At this moment, even Fernand, who was used to observing others, couldn't tell the emotion in Augusta's eyes...Desperation?resentment? ……pity? ! ...

"How does it feel."

"I know my brother hates me," Augusta said softly. "I do not blame you."

"I didn't intend to ask you this," Fernand said, "Both of you should not be so naive as to think that you can elope successfully." His tone sounded sarcastic, but he couldn't hide a trace of sadness.

"Haha," Augusta actually laughed.

"I think my brother will definitely tell my father. I don't intend to beg or embarrass my brother, nor do I intend to arrest him without a fight."

"Heh..." Fernan frowned and looked at Augusta.

He has been emphasizing to himself in his heart that blood relationship is an unreliable thing... But in fact, in this "blood relationship" family, only Augusta really regards him as a family member.

He wanted to take revenge on his father, but it wasn't just his father who was responsible.

At this moment, he wanted to shake his head desperately, to shake off all the attachment and guilt in his heart.

He is neither jealous that Augusta is favored by his parents, nor is he jealous that Augusta is favored by everyone...

On the contrary, he hated and envied Astmelo, who had no scruples in getting along with Augusta day and night, talking and laughing... although that relationship was not included.

Now he racked his brains to turn his only thought of family love into a prisoner.With the accomplice of others... personally.

What a duplicitous comic.He laughed at himself inwardly.

"Why do you like Astmelo?" Fernand asked in a daze.

"Why did brother ask this?" Augusta was puzzled for a moment, and a very different expression appeared on his face compared to the past few days; his stiff face relaxed, revealing a shy and gentle smile.

"Astor is charming, isn't he?

"It's gentle, yet powerful, and very considerate of others...

"No matter what time it is, I will always be by my weak side, since I was a child.

"Mingming is older than me, but he lets me do everything, and it's not all because of his status...

"After all, what warrior can be subdued by so-called loyalty alone?"

"You think Astor loves you too, don't you?" Fernand stared at him, and Augusta's look of fascination, which was just reminiscing, made him feel hopeless.

"I think he is a kind of soft-hearted person," Augusta said softly, "and even I don't think anyone can survive his own soft-heartedness."

"The moment I got him, I told myself that I only need this person for the rest of my life." Augusta finally looked up from the narration.

"Really?" Fernan was upset, but he didn't show it.

When Fernand turned to leave, Augusta said, "Brother, father will give you the throne."

no no!He doesn't want it at all! ...

Augusta asked again: "When can I see Astor again?"

"……do not know."

Fernand has escaped from the nightmarish cell at the top of the tower.

Oncoming is Shursena.

Today's knight commander smiled at the "accomplice", unexpectedly excited.

Xiu Er took out two small glass bottles from under his cloak: one was sea blue, and the other was also blue, but the color was a bit black.

"One is the drug for Astor, and the other is the poisoned wine for your brother."

Seeing that Fernan was silent, he asked again, "What's the matter?"

Looking at the bottle, it was a drug dealer he knew.

"It's nothing," Fernan said sullenly, then turned and left.