The Legend of Fatality

Lancaster Castle is located on a hill in the center of Lancaster Collar. It was rebuilt in the thirty years of King Charles' reign. The pentagonal tower is connected by a tall stone wall. Inside is the main building, surrounding an elegant central tower, decorated with bright white tiles, which changes according to the position of the sun. It is sometimes called "the pinnacle of beauty".

The last journey to the suburb of Lancaster City is particularly long. The team had grown so big that Catherine couldn't see the trumpeter in front, although she heard it clearly. In front of them are actors and musicians. They attract the crowd, but they are not part of the official parade. Then, from the direction of Lancaster City, a team of twenty cavalrymen riding black horses came. Everyone is holding a spear, wearing a breastplate and a cloak, and wearing a tightly protected helmet. Everyone is wearing a purple cloak, which is the color of the king.

Catherine rode on her white mare, a small flower branch was attached to her dazzling white new dress. Someone told her that it was difficult to sew her new clothes in time, but Catherine found that if she spent enough of Peverley ’s money, most of the difficulties could be overcome. This dress has more crystals than her previous one, and it has a high neckline and wide slits, and there are traces of shiny silver and gold cloth underneath. There is no doubt that it can best show who is the star in the parade.

Followed by Nia, Jane, and Sarah, who also wore more refined new clothes, followed by Peverly and his fifty guards. Although these people had not dyed their colored hair, the red feathers on their shiny metal helmets matched the grandeur at the time.

Behind them, and further away, there were caravans and horses of many servants and camp followers, and they joined the parade from Somerset. This is almost a mobile village. Some of them chose white hair, although they did not have any official roles to play, they just wanted to consider themselves as part of the princess's entourage.

In front of the, the verdant grass was replaced by a brown wooden structure that was hidden on the gentle hillside. At the top of the hill, above the houses and the gray stone walls of Lancaster City, is Lancaster Castle, which has five famous towers, each of which is incredibly high and elegant, surrounding the center It ’s a pentagonal tower that glows like a lighthouse in the sun.

Even for Catherine, as a princess of a powerful kingdom, this is also an amazing sight, and she feels both admired and worried.

When the parade approached, even the road seemed to become more beautiful, straighter and wider, and turned to light gray like the color of the castle in the distance. A bridge that spans the Garonne River is also constructed of gray stone and is durable. There are three wide arch bridges and a low wall on each side of the bridge. People stood here, cheering, shouting welcome greetings. Thousands of people! New 81 Chinese website updates the fastest mobile terminal: https: /

The parade continued through the outskirts of Tonia, passing houses and shops, and the buildings became smaller and smaller and closer, although the roads were still wide, clean and straight. The trumpeters blew loudly, shouting and cheering came from all directions. Catherine couldn't help smiling and waved to the people outside the window and greeted them.

The road became a little steeper, then turned right up a slope, and walked towards the walls of the castle and an open gate with bright flags. The road was crowded with people all the way to this place, but inside the gate, the crowd changed. The huge courtyard is so large that the entire castle of Catherine's father can be located inside, open around her.

The courtyard was packed with as many Burtanians. There seem to be three groups of men: the infantry with purple cloaks standing upright; the impressive cavalry with dark blue cloaks; in the middle are a group of men in tight pants and jackets. Finally the parade stopped and Sir Roland said: "We must wait here, Your Highness. This should be the official welcome ceremony."

Catherine felt her breathing was short and weak. The noise and the heat are just as unbearable. She shook the saddle for a while, and suddenly found herself thinking, what would happen if she fainted.

She cheered herself up. Sit straight up immediately.

Then the dance started. But these dancers apparently danced to a standard that Catherine had never seen on a trip. The first pair of dancers jumped incredibly high, they surpassed each other, twisted in the air, and even collided with each other. Others also joined their ranks until there were ten people, followed by more people, spinning in a dazzling dance.

The speed of dancing is getting faster and faster. As more and more people joined in, the sun was shining straight down, and the ground seemed to be pounded by footsteps until the entire courtyard seemed to be a group of jumping people. It ends with a synchronized rotation motion and ends with a bow motion. Then they turned around like a man and bowed solemnly to Catherine. When they stood up, she noticed a man smiling.

Catherine also smiled, and then said to Sir Roland: "As always. Good. I really did not expect that in Burtania, the official welcome ceremony will start with a dance."

"No," Lord Roland replied, "In fact, maybe Somerset would do this, which is not the habit of Lancaster collar. But I saw His Royal Highness Prince, maybe this is what he heard from you along the way After doing what you show you, I am honored that he can preside over the welcome ceremony. "

"Of course," Catherine said, although she was so angry that she forgot that such a complicated prom was directed by a man. She may have impressed the people of this country, but she still has a lot to learn about this country.

"We are going to meet King Charles and Prince Lotel now. I must go with Duke Peverly first; Your Highness, you must go with your ladies."

Peverly stiffened the horse, and when Sir Roland walked to the gate of the big castle, Catherine turned to her maids and made a gesture, "Look happy. I'm lost."

She walked slowly, deliberately falling further behind the men. She believed that King Charlie would not be as impatient as her father, but she also believed that waiting a little while would not do him any harm. She may just be a **** in this game, but the **** still has some strength.

Now that the sun has set in the sky behind her, Catherine's clothes sparkle in the sunlight. She was walking slower and slower, causing Sir Roland and Peverly to disappear inside, walking past those who danced for her, who were now standing on either side of the line. Catherine focused on keeping her back straight, swinging her skirt, letting the crystal reflect light and sparkle. She walked to the door and stopped, realizing that if someone looked out of the castle, she would be treated as a shining lamp.

Dazzling light, she told herself. Dazzling.

Catherine took a deep breath and walked into a huge marble hall. She paused and adjusted her eyes to darkness. The room was full of nobles, mostly men, but there were also many women. At the end of the distance is a platform, and two people stand on it. Sir Roland and Peverley stood on their right, and their introduction seemed to be over. Catherine was glad she could take it slowly. Now all eyes are on her.

She walked slowly, restrained the urge to look back, and focused her attention on the front. King Charlie was not as old as she thought, or rather, he was thin and strong, but stood upright. He wore a purple velvet hat with fur trim instead of a crown. beside him……

Prince looks very similar to his father. His skin is dark brown, but his left half of his face, even from this distance, looks strange. He stood gracefully, with one hand on his waist, staring straight at her. His eyes looked very dark, almost black, but there was no expression there.

Finally, Catherine came to the foot of the podium, where she stopped and looked up at the man in purple robe. It was this man who had negotiated with her father to hand her over to someone she hardly knew. Her interest in the ball disappeared, and she remembered that she was here to marry a man who had never spoken.

Sir Roland said: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness, please allow me to introduce Your Highness Princess Catherine of Bill Barry."

Catherine slowly and deliberately took a step back from the podium and performed a deep knee bend, her head lowered below the king's knee, as low as possible, reminding everyone present that she was in the hierarchy status. She may have her beautiful clothes and her own white-haired followers, but she was given by a king to a prince, and she wanted these people—and all bystanders—to see her true face. This is not celebrating love; it is a deal. In the best case, the establishment of an alliance; in the worst case, it is a sale.

When she was standing, Catherine met the king's eyes for a while, and she didn't dare to face the face of the man who would become her husband until then.

Prince Lothal is not ugly; indeed, he might be very handsome if it were not for the scars on his face. His left face seemed to have concentrated all the scars, and there was a longest line that almost crossed his entire left face. He wore a fur-rimmed hat with curly black curly hair underneath, and a turtleneck jacket with long sleeves that brushed his fingertips. Starting

"Nice to finally see you, Princess Catherine. I hope you have a pleasant journey here." King Charles' voice was surprisingly gentle ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Thank you, Your Majesty. My trip is fun and enjoyable. Burtania is beautiful, and the people here are very enthusiastic. "

King Charles smiled. "I heard you won them."

"I think they won me, Your Majesty."

"Then I hope my son and I can do the same thing."

Catherine was surprised and did not answer. This sentence was different from anything her father might have said, and she did not know how to react.

She gave Lotel a quick glance, but he still carried the same formal expression as when she first approached.

King Charles went on to say: "I must publish my welcome speech now, but let us talk more tonight."

Catherine was accompanied by Sir Roland to the side of the platform. From there, she could clearly see Prince Lotel's scarless side. He looked striking from this angle, with tall cheekbones, dark brown eyes, and black hair curling to his chin. This is her husband. He looked calm, as her mother said. But more indifferent. But what could she see in his eyes? She wanted to talk to him, but King Charles was still talking. As soon as his father's words were finished, Lotel turned around, bowed to her, and slowly walked out of the hall.

"Go here, Your Highness." Sir Roland whispered. "I will take you to your room. You must be tired."

Catherine asked him to lead her off the platform, through two delicately carved wooden doors, although she would like to look back desperately and see her future husband.

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