"Oh, my good sister, the King of Winter has arrived. Are you ready?"

Howard suddenly broke into Jessica's room, which scared the girl who was sitting in front of the mirror.

"I...I don't know..." Jessica shook her head, looking panicked.

"Hey! Look at me, Jessica." Howard pressed Jessica's face with his hands, letting the girl's eyes look at her sharp eyes: "Tell me, you will do what I said tonight, you won't lose your chain, right?"

“Yes…yes…”

Jessica was trembling all over.

The moment her brother touched her.

The memory of being abused will be awakened immediately.

In her mind, she recalled the small room on the lighthouse.

Drunk Howard punched and kicked her.

It was a nightmare that she would never forget in her life.

"Very good." Howard nodded with satisfaction.

He stroked Jessica's long silver hair, bewitched:

"I have met King Winter. As rumored, he is a magnificent champion knight. This is the first time I have seen such a mighty man. If I could become his queen, it would be your blessing."

"Brother...I, can I not marry?"

Hearing the same sentence as the rumored King, Jessica only felt a chill on her spine.

Tears that had been accumulating for a long time suddenly burst out.

Heerna has taught her a lot of knowledge.

At that time, Heerna also specifically speculated on how great the King of Winter was.

This noble lady of Meton, the most famous noble lady, told her pity.

Said she might die in the bed of King Winter.

"What other lies do you say, my stupid sister!" Howard stared at the girl in front of him fiercely. He wanted to pull Jessica's hair and slap her again. But today Jessica was going to see King Winter after all, so he forced his right hand to press down, and just threatened fiercely:

"Maybe I haven't explained some things to you. My throne is unstable now, do you understand? Two of the four dukes of Meton are eyeing me, and the other two are sitting in the mountains and watching the tiger fight. Everything I have now may turn into a bubble at any time. Only the King of Winter can help me... If you fail, my good sister, I will lose the throne. What will you get in the future? You will be captured by the Grand Duke's army and the soldiers will treat you as a military prostitute and play "Gunt" with you for a night. Wake up!"

He patted Jessica's face gently.

The girl in front of her looked at him blankly.

The beautiful eyes as beautiful as amethyst were filled with despair and fear.

"You must marry him, and only by committing to him can I make a request to King Winter... For my throne, even if I send you into King Winter's barracks, I will not be ruthless. As long as King Winter is willing, I will not hesitate to put you in a group of wild dogs in heat in a cage. So now, wipe your tears and do what I say!"

Jessica looked at her half-brother sadly.

She felt endless hatred and pain in her heart.

But she did not have the courage to resist, nor the ability to resist.

So she compromised.

As Howard said, she wiped the tears from her face with the back of her hands.

"Your makeup is so good. Let the servant come in and make up for you... and, raise your head and chest!" Howard placed his hand gently on Jessica's hair.

That was his favorite place to catch him when he beat his sister.

Feeling the cold big hands on his head, Jessica shivered all over her body, her hair stood up, and she quickly raised her head and raised her chest.

The maid who heard the shouting walked in.

They ignored Jessica, who had tears on her face.

I just took out the makeup box and quickly helped her put on makeup.

"Yes, it's much better now. When you smile, you must be happy today." Howard pinched Jessica's head and asked her to look in the mirror and gave an order.

So Jessica saw a girl in the mirror with her head raised and a smile raised at the corner of her mouth.

That was herself.

...

The closer you are to the banquet hall.

The louder the noise is.

The air began to smell the aroma of barbecue.

How long has it been since I ate meat?

Jessica didn't know that, she subconsciously swallowed her saliva. Usually, the food sent by the servants was left over from the brothers, and then she had to be selected by the servants, and finally hers.

There is no meat, but I often drink the broth.

Turning into a circular corridor, Jessica could already see the scene in the banquet hall through the narrow oval window:

The dancer danced softly in the middle of the hall; the juggler made the noble daughter laugh; the servants carried plates on their faces with passionate smiles; on the throne was a mighty and tall knight, and Meton's ministers surrounded him, with no previous majesty and grace, but only flattery and flattery, just like a group of beggars surrounding a wealthy businessman asking for his leftover breakfast.

The knight is undoubtedly King Winter. He wore a dragon horn helmet and silver dragon crystal armor. He was swaying a long sword on his knees, with cold light everywhere, and the blade was as wide as two palms.

He sat in the seat belonging to King Metton with a golden sword, turned his head and was talking to a little girl with jade. The ministers of Metton seemed to have turned into noisy flies.

Jessica could not see the face of King Winter, but her majestic body alone was enough to make her feel scared. In her impression, her brother was already very majestic and tall. But at this time, she looked at the brother beside her and went to see King Winter, but found that her brother might be like a child standing in front of King Winter.

"Master, someone is watching you~ It seems like a beautiful human~"

Connai, who was talking to Sivy, suddenly lay down in his ear and smiled and muttered a few words.

Shivi followed Connay's gaze.

I saw a timid look quickly retracted as if it was frightened.

The petite figure behind the window flashed behind the wall.

Jessica, behind the palace wall, took a deep breath to calm her rapid heartbeat.

Although the shocking glance just now was short.

But she also saw the face of King Winter.

His face helmet had been lifted up, and under the dragon horns embedded in the helmet were a pair of blue eyes as blue as ice sea.

It is not the same as those servants described.

King Winter is not a monster with a ferocious look. In fact, he is very handsome, with a carefully carved face like the best craftsman, with a strong nose bridge and deep eye sockets. Every part of his facial features shows the Creator's preference. Even the golden hair is as eye-catching as the warm sun.

Jessica searched for memories, and unfortunately she failed to find anyone who could compete with King Winter from the past dynasties of the nobles of Meton and various heroic stories.
Chapter completed!