Chapter 1012: 1012 The Other Shore’s Sea of Flowers, Selway (36)
He heard, "Our ho."
A response ca: "Alright."
That night, the news spread, and by the next morning, the long table had been replaced by a small square table, and the long table had been sadly pushed to a corner.
Heather was surprised, not by the size of the table, but by the fact that it was exactly the sa as the one in Xicheng, and she did not understand how he managed it overnight.
In this ancient castle, now everyone knows Heather, understands her status, and she is safe here. Lake doesn’t need to be with her all the ti; everyone pays attention to her safety.
Heather doesn’t want followers, so everyone stays ten ters away, and later she didn’t want to see the attendants so they hid themselves, adopting various disguises.
Heather started to like wearing white clothes, and Li Sinian invited the designers to the castle to design a unique dress for her every day.
She probably received better treatnt here than a queen, everything was unimaginably beautiful, even giving her an illusion where she didn’t want to acknowledge her past and wanted to completely bury the woman nad Heather.
But she knew that was impossible. Everyone here knew her past.
The sun was still wonderful today. She walked into the courtyard and sat in a dreamy egg-shaped chair designed especially for her by Li Sinian; no one else dared to sit in it.
Today, Heather wore a nearly floor-length long dress made of chiffon, with almost transparent sleeves, simple, generous, clean, and indescribably beautiful.
As she gently rocked, her long hair fluttered. She slightly raised her head, feeling the sunlight in her face a bit too glaring, so she slightly squinted her eyes.
If it were a beautiful dream, it should be ti to wake up now.
She smiled at the empty space in front of her.
Suddenly, a shadow entered her peripheral vision, and she knew without turning back that it was Lucia.
"Heather, you’ve recovered quite well. Is it ti to have a duel with
to see who is better?"
"I don’t want to duel with you."
"Is it that you do not want to, or are you afraid to? Surely the title of Selway is not unfounded?"
Heather smiled at her, taking no offense: "Then you can consider
afraid."
Thinking outside the box frustrated Lucia, who imdiately drew her dagger from her waist. The dagger was so sharp that it could sever the iron chain connected to the egg-shaped chair.
People not far away had already started approaching as soon as Lucia drew her knife: "Right Envoy!"
No one expected Lucia to suddenly turn aggressive towards Heather.
Until the chain was cut, Heather hadn’t moved at all, her eyes slightly blinking without fear, it was unclear whether she hadn’t reacted or truly wasn’t scared.
But when the chain broke, Heather didn’t just let herself fall; gripping a nearby tal pole, she flipped out of the chair and targeted Lucia’s hand with her foot, kicking the dagger away.
The people who had been running over stopped in their tracks.
Including Lake, everyone nearly forgot that she was not the fragile superstar Xiao Man, but Selway Heather.
Lucia, far from angry, laughed: "Good, just with that spirit, duel with ."
Lucia had no intention of ambushing her; she was straightforward and open, and never would use a knife against Heather, who was unard. This was the situation she desired.
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