I understood, Roland picked her up by the waist and gently placed her on the bed. This simple move alone made him panting.
Uncovering the thin blanket and turning onto the bed, Anna leaned sideways and rested her head on his arm.
Next should be...foreplay?
He found that he was nervous too. This would not work. As an experienced person, he could not show his timidity in front of the little girl.
Maybe you have to use relaxed chat to relieve the atmosphere and then take action, such as... telling a bad joke first?
Just as he was thinking hard, Anna's soft voice rang in his ear: Didn't you ever think that you might die when you pushed me away from the hot air balloon?
Roland was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect the other party to ask this. I just subconsciously did that.
You are the ruler of Graycastle and the hope of the witches, she whispered, I am not worthy of your doing.
It's not a question of whether it's worth it or not, Roland chuckled, I can't watch you get attacked without being indifferent.In fact, I woke up and thought about it carefully. If things didn’t happen so suddenly and gave me time to think enough before making a decision, I would still do that.
I can't stop you, right?
Well, no.Roland squeezed her nose with her other hand.
Anna's eyelashes drooped down, and she was silent for a moment before speaking, "Can you tell me your past story?"...I want to know more.
Well, before, Roland breathed, he searched the memories of the four princes and was about to talk about two interesting stories about the palace, but he swallowed them back when he said something.
His past does not belong here, but another completely different world. I once lived in a big city, which was very big.
Well, the capital of Grey Castle is many times larger than that of the border town.
I was no different from ordinary people after I was born. I was a little clever, but I was not very smart.He studied hard, so he was often praised by teachers, but he didn't know that the hard-to-wipe graffiti on the classroom walls were all painted by me.
Of course he dare not blame you.Anna murmured softly.
Haha, that won’t be true. He doesn’t need to do anything to me. He just needs to tell my parents. Roland smiled and shook his head. At that time, they would never show mercy when they taught me a lesson.
Then, as I grew older, my teachers kept changing, from junior teachers to tutors, and finally completed all my studies with neither good nor bad grades.Of course, it is a bit worse than other children...
He half-closed his eyes, slowly expounded his experience, and hadn't experienced this kind of unbridled communication experience that he could communicate without any concealment for a long time.
Since he came here, he has been playing the role of a prince. At this moment, he feels like he is back in the past, as if he is lying in a hotel full of classical style, talking to the girl he likes, and his nervous mood gradually relaxes.
Maybe it's time to move on to the next step?
Roland turned his head slightly, but found that Anna had closed her eyes, her chest was slightly undulating, and she fell asleep like a cat.
He was slightly stunned, and then he couldn't help but chuckle out loud.
So that's it... she's tired too.
Thinking about it, in order to hide his whereabouts, the night before yesterday, the witches found a difficult-to-mouthed curl in the mountains and hid, and had to beware of the attacks of wild beasts and devils at all times. They almost didn't sleep all night. As soon as the sky lighted up, they continued to rise the far-watching voyage to rush to the border town.
After returning to the castle, Anna spent another night in her bedroom. She didn't have a moment of rest for two days and two nights. It was easy to burst out all the previously suppressed fatigue. It would be strange if she was not exhausted now.
Perhaps the other party’s decision was also made during anxious waiting.
Although it was a bit of a pity, Roland didn't care about this time, and the days ahead were still long.
He leaned forward, kissed Anna's long eyelashes, and said softly, Good night.
*******************
As the morning light penetrated the cracks into the curtains, Sylvie got up from the big bed and couldn't help but yawn a few times.
The experiences these days are as incredible as dreams. From discovering the devil to fighting in the air, and finally escaping back to the border town, she felt that she would not be so nervous and tired even if she was surrounded and intercepted by the church judges.
Good morning, Wendy had already changed her clothes and was carrying a basin of clean water to wash up.
Good morning, she nodded, you got up so early.
As he gets older, Wendy smiles, and she sleeps less and less.
Ah…Is it dawn?Nightingale rubbed her eyes, it seemed like she had to take a nap at noon today.
Didn't sleep well last night?
Well, I have had a lot of dreams.
Sylvie curled her lips disapprovingly. She clearly saw the other party invisibly going to the third floor of the castle last night and wandered in front of the lord's room for a while. However, due to Nightingale's special ability, she didn't know what she wanted to do, so she just came back very late.
You weren't last night...
As soon as he spoke, Nightingale suddenly turned her head and looked directly at Sylvie. Her slightly narrowed eyes were self-evident and the latter immediately closed her mouth.
The strength of this co-support association's number one combat witch is obvious to all, and the scene of intercepting the devil like a floating ghost in the air is still vivid in my mind.
When I put it on Sleeping Island, I am afraid that Lord Ashes will not be her opponent.
Regarding her silent warning, Sylvey felt that it would be better not to be too curious.
What happened last night?Wendy said strangely.
Cough, she said, I heard her snoring last night, it must be because of the excessive energy consumption these days.
I felt the same way, and Nightingale shrugged, took off her nightgown, exposed her well-proportioned and coordinated body, and began to wear the underwear given by His Highness.
Having said that, even Wendy has fully accepted this piece of clothing, and there is a tendency to recommend it to herself.
I have to say that His Highness Roland is really a terrible person.
But when I thought of him, a warm feeling surged in Sylvie's heart.
It turns out that there are really nobles who can be willing to be injured for a witch.
Seeing Roland pushing Anna away from her body, she felt something in her heart was touched.
All the witches of the Co-support Association are not tools controlled by him, but their important subordinates, and even... companions.
The reaction at that moment could not be lie. He was truly standing on the witch's side, just like Tilly Wimbledon.
If Roland could stand hand in hand with Tilly and gather the power of the two places, it might be able to create a new country where witches and ordinary people are not distinguished from each other.
She decided to write a letter to Lord Tilly.
His Highness Roland is your brother, it's so great.
Uncovering the thin blanket and turning onto the bed, Anna leaned sideways and rested her head on his arm.
Next should be...foreplay?
He found that he was nervous too. This would not work. As an experienced person, he could not show his timidity in front of the little girl.
Maybe you have to use relaxed chat to relieve the atmosphere and then take action, such as... telling a bad joke first?
Just as he was thinking hard, Anna's soft voice rang in his ear: Didn't you ever think that you might die when you pushed me away from the hot air balloon?
Roland was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect the other party to ask this. I just subconsciously did that.
You are the ruler of Graycastle and the hope of the witches, she whispered, I am not worthy of your doing.
It's not a question of whether it's worth it or not, Roland chuckled, I can't watch you get attacked without being indifferent.In fact, I woke up and thought about it carefully. If things didn’t happen so suddenly and gave me time to think enough before making a decision, I would still do that.
I can't stop you, right?
Well, no.Roland squeezed her nose with her other hand.
Anna's eyelashes drooped down, and she was silent for a moment before speaking, "Can you tell me your past story?"...I want to know more.
Well, before, Roland breathed, he searched the memories of the four princes and was about to talk about two interesting stories about the palace, but he swallowed them back when he said something.
His past does not belong here, but another completely different world. I once lived in a big city, which was very big.
Well, the capital of Grey Castle is many times larger than that of the border town.
I was no different from ordinary people after I was born. I was a little clever, but I was not very smart.He studied hard, so he was often praised by teachers, but he didn't know that the hard-to-wipe graffiti on the classroom walls were all painted by me.
Of course he dare not blame you.Anna murmured softly.
Haha, that won’t be true. He doesn’t need to do anything to me. He just needs to tell my parents. Roland smiled and shook his head. At that time, they would never show mercy when they taught me a lesson.
Then, as I grew older, my teachers kept changing, from junior teachers to tutors, and finally completed all my studies with neither good nor bad grades.Of course, it is a bit worse than other children...
He half-closed his eyes, slowly expounded his experience, and hadn't experienced this kind of unbridled communication experience that he could communicate without any concealment for a long time.
Since he came here, he has been playing the role of a prince. At this moment, he feels like he is back in the past, as if he is lying in a hotel full of classical style, talking to the girl he likes, and his nervous mood gradually relaxes.
Maybe it's time to move on to the next step?
Roland turned his head slightly, but found that Anna had closed her eyes, her chest was slightly undulating, and she fell asleep like a cat.
He was slightly stunned, and then he couldn't help but chuckle out loud.
So that's it... she's tired too.
Thinking about it, in order to hide his whereabouts, the night before yesterday, the witches found a difficult-to-mouthed curl in the mountains and hid, and had to beware of the attacks of wild beasts and devils at all times. They almost didn't sleep all night. As soon as the sky lighted up, they continued to rise the far-watching voyage to rush to the border town.
After returning to the castle, Anna spent another night in her bedroom. She didn't have a moment of rest for two days and two nights. It was easy to burst out all the previously suppressed fatigue. It would be strange if she was not exhausted now.
Perhaps the other party’s decision was also made during anxious waiting.
Although it was a bit of a pity, Roland didn't care about this time, and the days ahead were still long.
He leaned forward, kissed Anna's long eyelashes, and said softly, Good night.
*******************
As the morning light penetrated the cracks into the curtains, Sylvie got up from the big bed and couldn't help but yawn a few times.
The experiences these days are as incredible as dreams. From discovering the devil to fighting in the air, and finally escaping back to the border town, she felt that she would not be so nervous and tired even if she was surrounded and intercepted by the church judges.
Good morning, Wendy had already changed her clothes and was carrying a basin of clean water to wash up.
Good morning, she nodded, you got up so early.
As he gets older, Wendy smiles, and she sleeps less and less.
Ah…Is it dawn?Nightingale rubbed her eyes, it seemed like she had to take a nap at noon today.
Didn't sleep well last night?
Well, I have had a lot of dreams.
Sylvie curled her lips disapprovingly. She clearly saw the other party invisibly going to the third floor of the castle last night and wandered in front of the lord's room for a while. However, due to Nightingale's special ability, she didn't know what she wanted to do, so she just came back very late.
You weren't last night...
As soon as he spoke, Nightingale suddenly turned her head and looked directly at Sylvie. Her slightly narrowed eyes were self-evident and the latter immediately closed her mouth.
The strength of this co-support association's number one combat witch is obvious to all, and the scene of intercepting the devil like a floating ghost in the air is still vivid in my mind.
When I put it on Sleeping Island, I am afraid that Lord Ashes will not be her opponent.
Regarding her silent warning, Sylvey felt that it would be better not to be too curious.
What happened last night?Wendy said strangely.
Cough, she said, I heard her snoring last night, it must be because of the excessive energy consumption these days.
I felt the same way, and Nightingale shrugged, took off her nightgown, exposed her well-proportioned and coordinated body, and began to wear the underwear given by His Highness.
Having said that, even Wendy has fully accepted this piece of clothing, and there is a tendency to recommend it to herself.
I have to say that His Highness Roland is really a terrible person.
But when I thought of him, a warm feeling surged in Sylvie's heart.
It turns out that there are really nobles who can be willing to be injured for a witch.
Seeing Roland pushing Anna away from her body, she felt something in her heart was touched.
All the witches of the Co-support Association are not tools controlled by him, but their important subordinates, and even... companions.
The reaction at that moment could not be lie. He was truly standing on the witch's side, just like Tilly Wimbledon.
If Roland could stand hand in hand with Tilly and gather the power of the two places, it might be able to create a new country where witches and ordinary people are not distinguished from each other.
She decided to write a letter to Lord Tilly.
His Highness Roland is your brother, it's so great.
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