A13chapter 7 Part2 (1/2)
There's a Part 3 coive you this chapter slice by slice So here's Part 2
Arthur picked up his fallen sword off the ground His fingers icy cold, he raised his head and glanced at the red-stained aze locked onto it for so he knew, he was overwhelmed by sadness It was unbearable to the point that he needed to held back his tears The grief pierced till the depths of his heart
At the Dark Duke's camp
Theon Percival's ar up from within
This strange feeling left him confused, and that made him fearful
”What happened back there?”
He frowned
Percival summarised the entire ordeal, and moved aside
As he carried Lin Ling away fro never stopped Since the escape, she remained unconscious It was the first time Percival felt helpless This was the first he had felt this hile assu his evil persona
In order to suppress this strange feeling, he changed the topic of conversation
”Sir, ill you declare war on the Englishmen? If ere to continue this stalee victorious Arthur's reinforceht Perhaps we should retreat back to Rome”
Duarte did not reply, but estured for his dismissal
Once Percival has left the roo like he once did before He cleaned her wound and bandaged it again Perhaps Lin Ling was getting used to the pain, she begin to recover slightly When she opened her eyes, she saw the very sa to her wounds Unexpectedly, she did not show hostility at all, and instead, turned towards Duarte and with a low voice, she said, ”Thank you!”
Duarte was stunned for aunexpected in return He extended his arly, she did not struggle at all He stroked her back gently He can feel every sudden shi+vering shehe knew, he could feel her shoulders tre very clearly
TL: No innuendo intended When you coently pat/stroke their backs
Tears began to flow like a tap with no faucet Lin Ling sobbed quietly like a child harassed by bullies
Even when she heard about Arthur's engage re pointed a sword at her, the girl never once cried She does not understand why tears are rolling off her cheeks so easily this time She really does not understand why
Why is she showing her weak side to an enemy?
Duarte's silver eyes looked at her pitifully He hugged her even tighter He listened to their rhyths to
He does not understand just why is he feeling this grief
Thus, he whispered gently next to her ear
”Lin Ling, come with me to Rome”
TL: Let's elope, Lin Ling! Let's go somewhere where no one knows about us! Let's make black haired and silver eyed babies!
Ro shi+vered Sheto deny it all She does not want to see, she does not want to listen
Lin Ling oken up by a sudden cold draft She propped herself up froe and e Italian Rennaisance paintings hang on the walls, and cabinet decorated in gold ribbons was placed in the roorandiose She put on her clothes and gingerly stepped out of the bed Lin Ling then noticed that the as open and the very sanificient white wedding dress placed right in front of the as in a disarray froush of wind Out the , it was pitch black
TL: Not exactly from the Renaissance, just that the words used to describe the paintings seem to point more to the Renaissance ones No idea about the cabinet one
Perhaps it was due to her constant denial, she continued sleeping all this while Perhaps it was her way of escapis the truth
So to the point that reality and dreams are the same to her