Eagle’s Glory

"All right……"

Her Royal Highness's words, although the voice was very soft, still gave Aegron enough encouragement. He suddenly hugged her into his arms, then closed his eyes slightly, enjoying the beautiful touch at the moment.

The thunderous applause from the audience seemed to pay tribute to them and celebrate their warm moment.

This wasn't the first time he hugged Sophie, and it wouldn't be the last. In fact, he deliberately made such a request again, just to get her used to it all.

He knew that he always had the shadow of a little boy in Sophie's mind, but as long as he kept demanding and hugging like this, she would eventually get used to him being on the stronger side and looking at each other with normal eyes.

Agron opened her eyes and looked at the profile of Her Royal Highness the Princess. Although she tried to tighten her face, her slightly squinted eyes and the joy in her eyes completely revealed what she really wanted in her heart at the moment. miss.

She is not reluctantly catering to the willful demands of young people out of doting, but sincerely enjoying the time that belongs to two people.

After the two hugged for a while, Aigron reluctantly let go of his arms.

Sophie blushed slightly. She lowered her gaze and tidied up her messed up skirt. That nervous and a little shy look made his heart beat again.

Yes, although she has given too many concessions, it is not enough, he is not satisfied and cannot be satisfied.

Besides, is she satisfied?

"Okay, it's getting late, Aegron, it's time for us to go back." Sophie turned her face away, avoiding the aggressive gaze of the teenager, trying to restore her demeanor to normal. "Next time I'll bring you here earlier, let's watch the rehearsal, otherwise I can't be at ease."

It was a great benefit to Aegron, so he hurriedly agreed. "Then I'll trouble you."

So, as usual, the two walked out of the box together, walked out of the theater under the leadership of Captain Foresti, and returned to the carriage.

As the carriage slowly started in the darkness, they once again set foot on the way back.

However, what was different from usual was that, as soon as he got into the car, Aigron, who was sitting beside Sophie, took the initiative to approach a little, and then stretched out his hand to hold Her Royal Highness's hand.

Sophie, who was in the original contemplation, was taken aback and subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but she was unable to succeed. In her anxiety, she couldn't help but scold the boy's bold move.

"We're not in the box anymore, Aegron, pay attention to your behavior!"

"So you're only willing to get close to me when you're playing Sophia Memmingen?" Aigron didn't show weakness, looked at Princess Sophie and then asked, "You're only happy to play games when you want to? "

"No... Of course I didn't mean that." Princess Sophie quickly denied in a panic, "I just said, don't be too impulsive and make trouble for yourself."

"I'm not afraid of trouble." Aegron replied stubbornly, "Besides, no one can stop us here now. Don't worry, when I return to that ghost place, I will play my due role well, and I will not give You're in trouble."

"Hey..." After listening to his words, Princess Sophie sighed, and then looked out the window with a little interest, "Sooner or later, no one can control us..."

After whispering this sentence, she also acquiesced to the offending behavior of the young man, and the two walked the rest of the distance holding each other's hands, and did not separate until they got off the carriage.

"Good night, Agron." After getting out of the car, Princess Sophie reluctantly waved to the young man before leaving.

So, isn't she very happy? Looking at the back of her leaving, the young man thought.

He has already tested the answer he wants, so he believes that the day when he finally achieves his goal is not far away.

With a complacent mood, he leisurely returned to his dormitory, and at this time, Chanel ran over to greet him.

"Your Highness..."

"Chanel, what's the matter?" Agron asked quickly.

"Count Dietrichstein sent a letter today, please take a look at it." Chanel replied in a low voice.

"Bring it to me." Agron nodded.

Soon, he took the envelope from Chanel's hand, then opened it, and took out the letter from inside.

The material of the stationery is very particular, there is a pattern emblem on the head, and it seems that it has been soaked in perfume, so it has a faint fragrance.

"His Royal Highness Duke Reichstedt:

After taking the liberty of asking to see you, I am honored to have your permission, and I am very grateful for your magnanimity and for giving me such an honorable opportunity.

Although as a member of the exiled nobles, I have suffered some disasters in your father's dynasty, but now those grudges have become a thing of the past. I have full respect for your father and you, and I am very happy to see you. Although you are in Austria, you still love France so much that you are willing to sacrifice your personal interests for her.

Through my own relationship, I have been approved by the Austrian government and will come to visit you the day after tomorrow and look forward to meeting you.

I have heard more than once that you have grown into an excellent and sensible prince. Judging from what you have done so far, your words are not empty words. I believe that my trip will be worthwhile. I have seen more of you. A trait worthy of admiration.

Yours sincerely, The Count Gabriel de Taylorwin, Ambassador Extraordinary and Plenipotentiary of France to Austria. "

Aigron quickly scanned the letter and found that it was written by the French ambassador to Austria.

The tone of the letter was very humble, as if it was really facing a prince.

Aegron was a little puzzled, why the ambassador was so polite to himself, but of course it was a good thing for someone to be polite and respectful to him.

Thinking of this, Aigron happily put the letter back into the envelope, and then handed it back to Chanel.

Then, he spoke again.

"Chanel, the French ambassador, Count Tylerwyn, will come to visit me in two days... Please help me prepare. I can't lose face in front of him."

Contrary to Aegron's expectations, when he heard the surname, Chanel's face suddenly turned pale, his hands trembled, and he almost dropped the letter on the ground.

"Earl Tylerwyn?"

"What's wrong?" Agron felt a little strange seeing her reaction.

After a while, he seemed to think of something. "Have you heard of this man? His name is Gabriel."

"God..." Chanel took a deep breath. "it's him!"

Agron looked at Chanel silently, waiting for her explanation—but he had already guessed it.

Under his gaze, Chanel gradually regained his calm, "His Royal Highness... In order to purge the supporters of the empire, the Restoration Dynasty sent a large number of special prosecutors to inspect various places, and the prosecutor who was responsible for cleaning up our province was called That name...my aunt said it before she died!"

Aigron fully understood.

"In other words, he presided over or acquiesced in the massacre of your family?" He knew that this question was a bit cruel, so he lowered his voice deliberately.

Chanel nodded heavily, "I'm afraid... I'm afraid I am."

In 1815, eleven years ago, the exiled nobleman was entrusted with the important task of going to a southern province to clean up the rebels by the restored court; eleven years later, he had been appointed as the French ambassador to Austria. From this perspective , it can be regarded as the sky is rising.

Aegron looked at Chanel again, and he found that she was now bowing her head, her brows were furrowed, her breathing was rapid, her eyes were flickering with fierce light, and hatred overflowing from almost every inch of her body.

Indeed, this is the hatred of the family destroying the family.

"Although we do not rule out the slight possibility of the same name, we can basically be sure that this ambassador is your enemy?" Aegron asked after a long silence.

"Your Highness, if it is confirmed, will you... will you avenge me?" Chanel raised his head to look at him, and then asked hopefully.

Agron sighed.

"If it were now, I wouldn't. Instead of hating him, I would be polite and courteous, so that he wouldn't feel any hatred, because that's the only way that's good for me and good for us." He Answered calmly, "But I can promise you that if we do have a counterattack that day, your enemies won't survive wherever they go - this is my most basic morality to my followers. Chanel, I know the requirements. It's a little embarrassing for you to understand me in this matter, but please understand me."

The corner of Chanel's mouth twitched slightly and nodded painfully.

"I know, I know it should be like this... Your Highness, you are right."

"Thank you for your understanding." Aigron breathed a sigh of relief, "Well, since I don't force you to show up, I'll just receive him by myself, you can avoid it."

"No, Your Highness... I beg you to let me be present!" Chanel became anxious when he heard this, and hurriedly asked Aegron, "I... I have always only known this name, so even if I am full of hatred, I don't know what to do with it. Whoever vents... Now I finally have a chance, I want to remember his face and engrave him in my heart, please allow me!"

Aigron hesitated.

Chanel's loyalty is of course unquestionable, but if she is too excited and leaks hatred when she receives the ambassador, it will be very troublesome and very bad for herself.

However, if he forcibly refused now, even if Chanel complied, he would definitely be heartbroken.

So, should you trust her?

"Your Highness, I will do my best to restrain myself." Chanel seemed to have guessed Aegron's entanglement, so he replied with a wry smile, "I will not cause you any trouble."

Well, Chanel, then trust you once, you deserve a chance. Agron made up his mind.

"You don't talk when the time comes, just stand quietly and don't do unnecessary things without my order." He looked at the maid and calmly ordered, "Chanel, I won't tell you anything beautiful. I just want to tell you that since you put all your hopes on me, you must obey my orders, no matter how difficult it is, I will handle the rest, understand? ?"

"Yes, Your Highness." Chanel agreed immediately.

However, she burst into tears, and wiped her tears with her sleeve regardless of her manners. "But, please let me cry now? I won't cry then."

Aigron understood her mood, so he stood up and gently handed his handkerchief to the other party, "It doesn't matter, you can cry enough today."

"Wow..." Chanel took the handkerchief and cried out.

"Don't worry, everything will pass." Aigron stroked her blonde hair while comforting her. "Today's patience is definitely not worthless, I promise you."

Under his comfort, the girl's sobbing finally subsided, and then she put her head on his shoulder, closed her eyes slightly, and muttered to herself.

"Yes, Your Highness. As long as you are here, everything has hope..."