Chapter 95 "Since you've married me, then you'll be with me..."
When I said I only knew the T script of the Eastern Territory, he answered the priest in an almost inaudible voice—to prevent me from hearing; when I signed my name on the marriage certificate, he relaxed slightly—the die was cast.
This marriage was a scam.
"Does Daio know?" My voice trembled slightly.
"I know." His voice was even gentler.
I laughed in anger, “You two, uncle and nephew, are truly birds of a feather, both wicked to the core.”
"You married him for this?" He looked at the gilded key in my hand. "Now that you've married me, you've gotten this too, so you've still achieved your goal."
“Yes, I did it for this key.” I gripped the gilded key tighter. “But your deception also disgusts me.”
He was almost face to face with me. I wanted to back away, but I forgot that I was already pressed against the wall.
He suddenly stretched out his arms, wrapped them around me, and trapped me, leaving me nowhere to escape.
"Now that you've married me, will you live a good life with me?"
"Get out! Get out!" I yelled, forcefully pulling at his arm. "Get out!"
He tried his best to comfort me, grabbing my frantically waving hands, "Calm down, we can't be apart on our wedding night."
"Get out! Get out of here!" I kicked and bit, then suddenly remembered something and rushed towards the door. "I can leave too."
Just as I was about to unlock the door, he gently but firmly grabbed my wrist. "Listen to me, Lana, I will be good to you..."
With a loud slap, I slapped him hard across the face. He froze, and before he could react, I slapped him again. Just as I was about to slap him a third time, he stopped me with his hand, saying, "You can't do this to your husband."
"You damn husband!" I cursed angrily, struggling to break free and waving my hands, trying to slap him a third time.
He got a little angry, suddenly picked me up horizontally, strode back, and threw me directly onto the bed.
"What are you going to do?!" I screamed in terror, hastily wrapping myself in the blanket.
He laughed again, "I told you, we won't be separated on our wedding night, so you should go to sleep now."
I stared at him intently without saying a word, and pulled the blanket tighter around myself.
He sat down in front of the fireplace and said calmly, "You've been making a fuss for so long, you must be getting a little hot. I'll turn the fire down a bit."
He poked at the fire with a stick, and after a while, the heat in the room did indeed subside considerably. I was exhausted from yelling, so I wrapped myself in the blanket and leaned against the headboard. After all that commotion, I felt drowsy, closed my eyes, and slowly drifted off to sleep…
After daybreak, he was no longer in the room. I had just changed out of the dress I wore last night when two maids knocked on the door and came in with a basin of water and a towel to help me wash up.
Things are definitely different now. After marrying into a powerful family, she immediately has people to serve her.
I sighed and didn't refuse their service.
After having breakfast alone, I wandered around by myself and before I knew it, I had arrived at the Queen's tomb again.
I sat in front of her grave and unconsciously started talking again: "This place is really too dangerous for you. You just got through one danger and then another appeared. Every danger is dangerous. I don't know how you got through them before?"
"I got married here, you know that, right? But not to the one I was betrothed to..."
A shadow loomed in front of me, and I looked up.
Daio, dressed in a magnificent robe, walked over and plopped down next to me, saying in a sullen voice, "I really want to marry you, but my family elders won't allow it."
I wanted to yell at him, but I held back. I turned my head away and ignored him.
“I got married yesterday too,” Daio suddenly said, “to the girl who was originally supposed to marry my uncle. I didn’t want to marry her, but I had no choice. She had a generous dowry, one part of which was a large private army hidden on the main continent.”
This dowry is not just generous, it's astronomical! These families are on the run, what could be more important than their private army?
"Why doesn't your uncle marry her, given such a generous dowry?" I couldn't help but turn around and ask.
“If he marries her, I’ll be in danger,” Daio said meaningfully.
If a powerful family patriarch marries a woman who commands a large private army, what future does an exiled monarch have? He might as well simply hand over the crown.
“But don’t worry,” Daio suddenly said in a very low voice, “if I ever gain a foothold, I will marry you again.”
"No, thank you," I said coldly.
"Once I've established myself, I'll divorce any wife who's no longer useful to me and marry you."
"No," I refused again.
The men here are terrifyingly realistic!
At midnight, the fire in the fireplace burned brightly, and the temperature on the island dropped sharply at night.
"Your three mistresses couldn't satisfy you, so why do you insist on staying with me?"
Since there was no way to escape, I might as well face it directly. I leaned back in my rocking chair and casually asked the "groom" sitting on the carpet next to me.
He smiled at me and said, "I belong to you for the next month. It's a rule in our tribe that newlyweds must stay together for the first month. They will never try to take me away from you."
“I never intended to steal them,” I said. “They can be with you secretly this month if they want.”
“You treat me like the plague,” he sighed.
"That's fine." I stood up from the rocking chair, walked to the bed, lowered the bed curtains, and got into bed.
He slept on the ground, and that's how the night passed.
At dawn, I met his three mistresses and children. Perhaps it was because it was the third day of my marriage that I was meeting his family, I also met another powerful elder in his family and his entire extended family.
We sat at a long table in the makeshift courtyard and had lunch together.
Lunch was simple: roasted rabbit and chicken made from wild rabbit and pheasant hunted in the forest, roasted fish made from sea catch, and a large plate of dry bread and a salad of wild vegetables and fruits. The vegetables and fruits were freshly foraged from the forest. To be honest, it was much better than what I ate in the wilderness of Bernot.
Since there was no alcohol, they used the tea leaves they had brought with them when they fled to make tea instead.
“Artis,” the elder with gray curly hair and a gray beard asked with a smile, “how have you been these past two days? I heard your room was quiet, not at all like a wedding night.”
The questions they asked were always awkwardly ambiguous.
This was also the first time I learned the name of this "uncle," Artis.
Artis replied casually, "These are extraordinary times; let's conserve our energy."
“That won’t do,” a heavily made-up, glamorous woman standing next to the elder said, covering her mouth with a laugh. “You only have two illegitimate daughters right now, no sons. You’ll have to work harder.”
Artis didn't answer her, but instead waved. Two little girls who had been nestled in the arms of the two young women ran towards him with giggles.
He held the two pretty little girls in his arms and introduced them to me with a smile: "These are my daughters, the one with dark gray hair is Alice, and the one with dark brown hair is Ya Dai."
I simply nodded in response.
Looking at the young mother with two little girls, and the beautiful, aloof girl sitting alone on the other side, I couldn't describe the feeling in my heart.
I feel like I'm just going from one pit to another.
—It's always just one pitfall leading to another.
I don't remember when lunch ended. I only remember that the elder was making sarcastic remarks from time to time. His mistress, or rather, his mistress, often chimed in and added fuel to the fire. The two little girls were acting coquettishly, and their mothers smiled elegantly from time to time. The beautiful girl sitting at the far end seemed to be ignored, but the "uncle's" gentle gaze would occasionally fall on her. Their eyes met, and their expressions were tender.
On the fourth day, I made an excuse that I was too bored and wanted to go for a walk. I rode a colorful long-tailed bird and flew towards the sea. Unexpectedly, a bunch of cavalrymen followed behind me.
I strolled along the golden, soft sand, and they followed me at a distance that was neither too close nor too far.
No wonder that "uncle" dared to give me the gilded key.
In the distance, I saw some young and strong tribesmen who had just domesticated wild horses and were riding them to hunt in the forest.
To be honest, it was just a stroke of luck that Daio and his families were destined to die. The island was rich in resources, and self-sufficiency was not a problem. Perhaps in the future, when their strength increased, they could expand outwards.
Early in the morning, just as the sun was rising, I got up very early, but Artis got up even earlier, and the bedding on the floor was already empty.
Before I knew it, I had wandered to the Queen's tomb again.
As he was deep in thought, a familiar, deep voice came from behind him, "Did the Queen give you any guidance in your dream to help you escape?"
I slowly turned around and saw Artis in his magnificent black robes.
“Don’t lie to me,” Artis’s smile was especially bright in the rising sun. “When you helped us escape last time, was it because you received a revelation in a dream? It is said that after you cut your wrist in the treasure vault of Sarga and let the blood drip into the ground, you did not show any special abilities, but later after you touched the portrait of the queen, you handed a note to Daio.”
Yes, I passed a note to Daio, who was then Black Wolf, with a detailed escape plan written on it. I told Daio to take several families with him, "Take as many people as you can," I wrote at the time, "You may not be able to return, and take your food, jewelry, and basic necessities."
I also wrote down escape methods on the note, such as riding a bird or a horse, but I didn't write down the specific time to escape because I didn't know either. "Any time could be a good time or a bad time, so prepare in advance, wait, and maybe set off at any time."
“Daio handed me the note immediately.” Artis walked up to me and smiled. “Although I doubted your ability, we had no better choice at the time. Daio was in danger of dying at any moment, and the entire kingdom was sealed off by Sarga. We had no way to escape. All our confidants were killed, and all our property was seized. In our most desperate moment, it was you, the one who had helped our enemy, who actually began to extend a helping hand to us.”
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