"Oh, my dear sister, I swear I really don't want to do anything this time. I just want to consolidate my throne and make our Meton Empire stronger." Howard replied with a smile.

His appearance is sarcastic to the words of southerners.

Thin lips and hooked nose, and a pair of small triangular eyes squint into a line always reminds of poisonous snakes hidden in the cracks of stones.

He always plays with a pair of cat's eye stones with his eagle claw hands.

As his emotions change, the cat's eye will play at different speeds in his hands, making a "click" noise.

"My aide said that the general situation of King Winter has been established, and the best way to consolidate the throne is to surrender to King Winter. Now the entire Emerald Fortress is under his control... They will pay the price, Bristol and Corvette, the two stinky mice!"

When Howard said this, the "click" sound in his hand almost formed, and the pair of triangular eyes also showed a hint of fanaticism and resentment.

Jessica was shackled in the bed, not daring to say a word. It was cold in late autumn, especially when she was sleeping, there was no servant at all to keep the fireplace for her at any time. She listened quietly as Howard portrayed a beautiful future and a plan of revenge, and he wanted to revenge the humiliation brought to him by the two great masters.

Jessica felt that her brother had completely lost the ability to distinguish things. He was too dependent on the staff and had almost reached the point of obedience, but she was just silent and looked down at the bed sheet embroidered with roses.

If Howard's dream is broken at this time, a murder will definitely not be missing.

"My good sister~ My father once said that it is impossible for two countries to form a complete alliance with just a contract, so you have to marry King Winter and become his queen!" He placed the snow-white princess dress and the whole plate of jewelry on the table in Jessica's room.

In a blink of an eye, I saw my sister still huddled in the quilt and looked absent-minded.

A trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes, and he reached out to pull Jessica's hair.

"Ah..." Jessica was in pain and let out a painful moan.

"The servant will bathe and change your clothes. Prime Minister Rusheit's daughter will come to teach you how to wear it to be beautiful and what kind of fragrance can attract men. Believe me, she is a very attractive bitch. You have to learn to please men with her. Do you understand?" Howard let go of the hands holding Jessica's hair, and then these hands followed his eyes and rubbed Jessica's delicate cheeks:

"It's really strange. We are all the same father. Why are you born as beautiful as a flower? At the banquet tonight, you must show me a good performance in front of the King of Winter. If you dare to lose your chain..." Howard grinned, his hand suddenly reached into the quilt, which scared Jessica so much that she curled her delicate body into a ball.

"I've killed four of them, don't mind killing another one, do you understand?" he threatened.

"Get it." Jessica replied timidly.

Howard nodded with satisfaction.

"You'd better understand it."

He pulled his hand out of Jessica's quilt and stroked it on Jessica's head like a cat: "I will become the wisest king of Meton in history, and future generations will erect monuments for me. I only use one princess to exchange for strength and peace."

Howard left.

Jessica shrank in the quilt, holding the cold quilt, and did not dare to move for a long time. The geese were chirping outside the window. She looked out the window, and a group of geese were flying south in a herringbone shape. The weather was getting colder and colder. These geese were going to the warm south to spend the winter.

"It would be great if I were a wild goose..."

She murmured as she looked out the window, her eyes unconsciously losing focal length.

Geese have their own partners and goals. They don’t need to think too much about them. They just need to know where the grains are delicious and where to live warm, carefree and free.

At least you don’t have to be controlled by your vicious brothers and attend the so-called banquet.

In a trance, Jessica recalled the days before, which were a piecemeal scene. Her mother told her stories in front of her bed. There were princes and princesses in the story. They were merged into a beautiful fairy tale by simple language.

Later, her mother died, and she was driven out of the palace by her brothers. The room was occupied by her brothers' mistresses, while she lived on the cold and wet lighthouse.

Only an old knight was walking with her.

That was her only servant.

She remembered that old man, with a majestic figure, even though his back was always hunched, he was much taller than ordinary people, and his beard was whiter than the wind and snow in the north. He wore cold and heavy armor every day, and his sleeve was empty.

It is said that the hand was lost in the northern border.

The old knight told her that the frost troll in the north was as tall as a city gate and bit his arm off in one bite, but he also sent the sword into the frost troll's eyes.

The old knight is different from other servants.

He would call her "the eldest princess", look at her with pampering and respectful eyes, clear without any malice, he taught her to practice swords, although she always couldn't practice well, he also taught her to oral organs, Jessica was good at this, she could already play a complete song, the song was light and free, and always made people feel happy, the old knight told her that this was a song from his hometown.

The old knight died on a cold morning.

That morning Jessica was unable to wait for the old knight to teach her a new song.

The old knight died of old age. Before his death, he frowned slightly. He seemed to have nostalgia and could not let go of anything, but he was too old, and even the god of death would take away his life no matter what.

When the old knight was escorted into the cold and dark tomb by soldiers, she was the only one who followed him.

She gently placed the heaven grass on the old knight's coffin, and tears blurred her eyes.

Since then, Jessica has lived alone on the lighthouse.

Day after day, year after year.

Every day, servants will send simple meals, but they are basically left over from their brothers.

No one remembers a princess living here.

Until today.

...

"Dongdongdongdong--"

A crisp knock on the wooden door of the lighthouse brought Jessica back to reality from her memories.

She paniced and retracted her head back into the quilt.

When you are sure that you are surrounded by a quilt.

She responded timidly:

"Please...please come in..."

The servant who was arranged by Howard pushed the door and came in.

They held the items they needed to take a shower, with a respectful look, and a dressed woman was followed by her.

She was wearing a black tassel long skirt with gold thread, the gold necklace on her neck was dazzling, and she had a bright and charming smile on her face, just looking at it made people feel like spring breeze.

This woman is the Prime Minister's daughter.
Chapter completed!