* Tap, tap, tap … *
The sound of crystal shoes stepping on the floor approached Colin, a strange rhythm knocking on his heart. He couldn't help but turn around to see who the owner of the sound was.
Then, he saw Empress Medella walking towards him with a smile on her face.
"Viscount Angley, may I have the honor of dancing with you?"
In the face of this glamorous Empress' invitation, Colin's heart was alarmed.
This woman is up to something!
"It would be my honor to dance with you, but I'm sorry, Your Highness, I've just invited Queen Aisha …"
But Queen Mydella didn't seem to want to let Colin off so easily. She turned to Queen Aisha and asked with a smile.
"Your Highness, may I borrow Viscount Angley for a moment?"
"Of course," Queen Aisha could only reply with a smile, at the same time giving Colin a look that said, "Good luck."
Colin was speechless. He could only take Queen Mydella's hand and walk to the dance floor.
The melodious harp accompanied the light bagpipes, playing an elegant and moving movement.
Colin stood in the middle of the dance floor, looking into Queen Mydella's eyes. He placed his right hand on her smooth back and pulled her into the crook of his arm.
Queen Mydella had a charming smile on her beautiful face. She narrowed her eyes slightly, allowing Colin to guide her through one dance step after another.
Colin and Queen Mydella displayed an astonishing tacit understanding in the music, as if they were dance partners who had known each other for many years. They performed the elegance of the court dance to the extreme, pleasing to the eye.
Under the admiring gazes of the crowd, Queen Mydella suddenly whispered, "Viscount Angley, thank you for teaching Harrison."
"You're too polite, Your Highness. This is what I should do," Colin replied in a manner that was neither servile nor overbearing.
Colin was no longer the powerless son of a baron who could only go with the flow. With the power he now had, he didn't even need to bow and scrape in front of the queen.
Moreover, this matter was instigated by the queen in the first place. Colin had to give her a warning and counterattack. Otherwise, she would definitely try to encroach on the half-elven kingdom that Colin regarded as his exclusive property.
Hearing Colin's reply, Queen Mydella didn't get angry. Instead, a perfect smile bloomed on her face.
In that instant, the queen revealed a soul-stirring temptation that stunned the noble youths in the hall. They couldn't wait to replace Viscount Angley and dance with the queen.
However, Queen Mydella noticed that although her dance partner Colin had a smile on his face, his eyes were still clear. She could even detect a trace of well-hidden vigilance and fear.
"Your Excellency Viscounts, I'm not your enemy." Queen Mydella spoke again, "If you've misunderstood me before, I hope this dance will let you feel my apologies."
"You're exaggerating, Your Highness. I only have respect for you. There are no misunderstandings." Colin replied casually.
Am I that gullible?
Queen Mydella stuck her chest out and pressed her entire upper body against Colin's.
The distance between the two had already exceeded the limits of a normal ballroom dance.
Colin shuddered and almost stepped on the wrong rhythm. Then, he heard Queen Mydella whisper in his ear like a lover.
"Viscount Angley, I'm serious. Your teaching of Harrison is actually very much to my liking.
To tell you the truth, that's the fate of the San Lorenzo family for a thousand years. Even if you didn't teach him, I would have done it sooner or later.
So, my thanks are sincere.
Furthermore, if everything you've said to Harrison is true, then we're actually natural allies! "
Colin couldn't help but tilt his head slightly and look at Queen Mydella in his arms.
A pair of dazzling and enchanting eyes seemed to have a soul-stirring charm. Colin almost couldn't help but indulge in them.
"Your Highness, I don't quite understand what you're saying."
Seeing that Colin was still deliberately playing dumb, Queen Mydella giggled.
"Colin …" Queen Mydella breathed into Colin's ear, and the way she addressed him became exceptionally intimate. "Actually, the power of this alliance is far beyond your imagination.
Think about it carefully. When you understand it one day, you can come to me. "
Colin blinked and continued to play dumb.
He cursed again in his heart.
Am I that gullible? You want me to work for you with just a few words?
Seeing that Colin didn't respond, Queen Mydella wasn't discouraged. Instead, she smiled again and said, "As a thank you, I'll give you a little secret."
"Please speak." Colin finally spoke. He wanted to see what other tricks the queen could play.
"The sword that my brother gave you, do you know its origin?"
"The Blade of Judgement?" Colin's heart skipped a beat. He nodded and said, "Yes, I know a little about it. It's said that it was originally the sword of Duke St. Theon. "
"Then you know what happened to the St. Theon family?"
"Yes, I heard that they were exterminated."
The smile on Queen Mydella's face suddenly became unfathomable. "How could a Paladin family be so easily severed?"
"Oh?" Colin raised an eyebrow, but he wasn't too surprised. "Then do you know where they are now?"
Queen Mydella didn't answer.
Seeing this, Colin didn't pursue the matter.
In fact, he wasn't very interested in this family. If he wasn't given the Blade of Judgement, Colin wouldn't have interacted with them at all.
After a moment of silence, Queen Mydella suddenly tilted her head and looked in the direction of Queen Aisha. She smiled and said, "Someone is trying to court your little lover."
Colin looked over and saw Queen Aisha talking to a young man.
The young man was none other than Lawrence Oman, who had visited Colin the day before.
Colin smiled and denied, "Your Highness, you must have misunderstood something. How could Her Majesty be my lover?"
Queen Mydella smiled charmingly, obviously not believing Colin's denial. However, she didn't continue on this topic. Instead, she changed the topic. "Are the people of the Oman family very annoying?"
"Your Highness, my sister married into the Oman family." Colin wouldn't admit that he hated the Oman family.
"Is that so? Sorry, but I just don't like them, especially those red eyes. " Queen Mydella seemed to mention it casually. "Just like the St. Theon family back then, it makes people panic."
Colin's heart skipped a beat as he said in surprise, "The St. Theon family also has red pupils?"
"That's right." Empress Mydella suddenly smiled mysteriously.
As if struck by lightning, Colin's expression instantly froze.
Queen Mydella's lazy voice sounded again, "Do you know how Count Oman's wife from the Su Duo family died?"
"How did she die?"
Queen Mydella didn't say anything else.
Colin understood that the other party was deliberately keeping him in suspense, probably wanting him to join the so-called "alliance".
Of course, he wouldn't fall for it.
However, the information given by the Queen was enough to make Colin's imagination run wild.
Names kept popping up in his mind as if they were out of his control.
The St. Theon family, the Savoy family, the Oman family, the Su Duo family …
Count Oman, Lady Penny, Lawrence, Madam Su Duo, Valla …
Colin felt as if he had seen a clue that connected all the doubts from before.
Under his full concentration, everything around him seemed to be far away.
Unknowingly, the harp played the last note.
At the end of the song, Colin stopped dancing like a puppet.
But then, he felt a pain in his foot.
When he looked down, he saw Empress Mydella stomping on his foot without any hesitation. She even used all her strength to stomp on his foot.
"You actually got distracted while dancing with me. Viscount Angley, you're too rude!"
Colin grimaced in pain and hurriedly apologized to the Queen before sending her back to the side of the stage.
Then, he smiled and greeted Viscounts Lawrence, who was beside Queen Aisha.
"Your Excellency Viscounts Lawrence, we meet again!"
(End of Volume 2)
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