A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Summer is coming to an end, but it's the hottest time for Aaron Landis.

Early in the morning, the blazing sun was already high in the sky, spreading light and heat to the earth, making the whole world extremely bright.

The big lion's golden-brown mane shines golden in the sunlight coming in from the skylight.

Its two front paws rested on the edge of the bed, its huge head rested on the bed, and it lay there, looking at Garlan longingly.

Gallan sat on the bed, holding a light green glass cup, and drank warm milk one mouthful at a time.

After drinking, he raised his head and handed the glass cup to Tapti. Tapti saw a trace of milky white on the corner of his lips and couldn't help laughing.

She reached out and gently wiped away the breast marks on the corner of Garlan's mouth with her fingers.

"Still like a child."

She said with a smile, and raised her hand to touch Garlan's forehead.

The temperature seems to have dropped a bit.

She thought, looking at the breakfast that was more than half eaten, her expression relaxed slightly.

Seeing that Garlan had finished eating and drinking, Nerga screamed, obviously attracting Garlan's attention.

Garlan looked at it, and it looked at Garlan longingly.

Because of Garlan's illness, it hadn't seen Garlan for a long time. It clearly had a majestic face like the King of Beasts, but it showed an aggrieved expression towards Garlan.

The cute and aggrieved look made Garlan hug Nega's big fluffy head, rub it hard, bury his face in it, and rub it.

The big lion nudged him with its head, purring in its throat and swishing its long tail.

After ruffling Nerga's thick mane and hugging the big lion, Garlan smiled happily.

The female official who ordered the maid to take away the tableware looked back and saw this scene, and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Your Majesty seems to be in good spirits today.

Just as she was thinking happily, she suddenly saw Garlan getting out of bed. She was startled and quickly stepped forward to stop him.

"It's okay, Tapti, I think I'm in pretty good shape today."

Gallan said,

"The doctor also said to stay active as much as possible, didn't he?"

He said this with a smile, then lifted the veil and walked to the large balcony outside the floor-to-ceiling window with Nerga.

In the early morning, under the sunlight, the Crescent Pond outside is sparkling. The lavender lotus flowers are swaying gently among the green leaves. Pearl-like water drops are rolling on the green leaves, reflecting the colorful luster.

In the air, a breeze carrying the sweet fragrance of lotus flowers blew.

Looking up at the clear, cloudless sky, Garlan laughed.

"The weather is great."

He said with a smile, his long golden hair spread out behind him, spreading a golden sheen in the air.

As if in response to his words, Nega yelled at the sun in the sky, then turned to look at him, as if asking for praise.

Garlan laughed and patted its big head hard, causing it to roll under Garlan's feet.

"Tapti."

"yes?"

"Notify Shermer."

Facing the sun, Garlan stood on the balcony, and the sun shone on his face, making his pale face seem to be a little more rosy at this moment.

He put one hand on the head of the big lion beside him, raised his head, and looked at the sky.

The blowing wind lifted up a few strands of long golden hair, passing through his bright eyes, passing over his side cheeks, and flying back.

He said: "In an hour, I will summon everyone at the Government Affairs Office."

The female officer, who was originally staring at Garlan's back with a smile and a gentle expression, her eyes froze, and the smile disappeared from her face in an instant.

After a while, she bowed to her Majesty's back and bowed.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

replied the matron.

When she spoke, she closed her eyes, clenched the hands hanging in front of her tightly, and dug her fingertips deeply into her palms.

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In the huge government affairs hall, sunlight slanted in from the skylights everywhere, filling the hall with light.

The golden throne stands on a high platform, gathering light from the sunlight that converges on it from all directions.

The young king sat quietly on the golden throne, with his eyes closed and one hand on the armrest of the throne, as if bathed in light.

Fragments of golden light danced in his hair.

The lapis lazuli laurel crown was worn on his golden hair, as if it had become one with it.

The Government Affairs Hall was very quiet, except for the shallow breathing, there was no other sound.

Everyone was silent.

They stared at King Garlan on the throne.

The young Wang lost a lot of weight, and his body became more and more slender. His pale skin was almost translucent when reflected in the sunlight, as if he would melt into the light at any time.

When people take a look at it, they feel inexplicably shocked.

However, even with such a slender body, it is obvious that he cannot occupy even one-third of the space of the throne, but it gives people the feeling that there is no more space in the throne, and even such a huge throne cannot accommodate him.

It was like an invisible huge momentum emanating from the young king, filling and suppressing the entire golden throne.

After an unknown amount of time, King Garlan opened his eyes.

On the pale face, only those golden eyes were astonishingly bright.

"Shemer, Aaron Landis's avenue will continue to be built. After the main road is completed, side roads leading to small and medium-sized cities will continue to be built."

"Suojia, strengthen the enforcement of the code and let all Aaron Landis know about it within three to five years as much as possible."

"Secretary Zuo, please do not increase taxes within ten years and ensure water conservancy in various places. Every year, more than three Solga temples must be built nationwide."

"Kayhos, pay attention to the placement of soldiers who have retired due to old age and injuries. You should discuss the issue of military towns with Secretary Zuo."

"Tal, you have been doing a good job, just keep doing it."

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On the throne, the young king named his subordinates one after another.

He calmly and methodically explained to his subordinates what he planned to do in the future.

The people he named came out one after another, leaned over and knelt on the ground.

They bowed their heads deeply to their King.

Everyone was speechless.

Even Fat Tal, who couldn't control his tears, suppressed his sobs.

In the hall, only King Garlan's clear voice echoed, like clear spring water flowing in the sun, gently surrounding everyone.

When King Garlan stopped temporarily, everyone in the hall was already kneeling on the ground.

Only one person.

Only the man standing under the throne and closest to the throne was still standing.

The hall was eerily silent, and time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

Sunlight filled the hall, making the place seem to have lost its shadows, and every place and every point was glowing with scorching light.

It was so bright that everything seemed empty.

After a short pause, King Garlan called out the name of the only person still standing.

"Heimos."

The air seemed to vibrate for a moment at the shout.

At King Garlan's call, Heimos stepped forward and walked up the blue stone steps.

He walked very steadily, neither hastily nor slowly, step by step.

In the silent hall, the sound of his heavy footsteps on the stone slabs made by his dark boots was particularly clear.

Walking to the throne, Heimos leaned over and knelt on one knee in front of Garlan.

He always lowered his head, and his fine black hair fell down, casting a thick shadow on his face, making it impossible for people to see the expression on his face clearly.

Looking at the silent Heimos kneeling in front of him, Garlan lowered his eyes.

Now he finally understood how King Camos felt when he threw him into the cave and then turned away from him resolutely.

Can't bear it.

Reluctant to give up.

But it must be done.

For he is the king of Aaron Landis.

Garlan raised his hand and took off the golden crown on his head with both hands.

On the lapis lazuli stone where the green light is flowing, a drop of bright red blood will flow.

"Heimos."

The young king personally put the golden crown on the dark hair of Heimos who knelt in front of him.

"Guard Aaron Landis."

Garlan said.

The next words he spoke were so soft that only they could hear each other.

"...as if you were protecting me."

I know how cruel what I did to you was.

but……

Heimos.

Please protect Aaron Landis as you protect me.

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It was cloudless all day today, both during the day and at night.

In the dead of night, the round bright moon hangs high in the night sky, spreading its mercury-like brilliance to the earth.

The bright moon is in the sky, and all the stars in the sky dim in front of it. It seems that it is the only one in the entire night sky.

The eagle with black feathers was covered with moonlight, standing with its claws grasping the stone railing, staring at Garlan with its sharp eyes.

Its pupils reflected Garlan's shadow, as if it was imprinted deep into it.

He caressed the dark feathers with his fingertips, reached out and pushed, and the black eagle spread its wings and flew into the endless sky, letting out a short cry.

Garlan sat on the stone railing bench, leaning against the stone railing behind him, looking sideways at Anu's figure flying into the sky.

When the dark shadow melted into the night, he withdrew his gaze.

He said, "Are you angry?"

He said with a smile, looking at the snow-white stone pillars embedded in the stone fence beside him.

On the other side of the stone pillar, Heimos stood there.

Heimos crossed his arms and leaned against the stone pillar, with his back to Garlan.

A huge stone pillar separated the two of them, and Garlan could only see the small half of Heymos' body exposed from one side of the stone pillar.

After arriving on the balcony, Heimos seemed to be having trouble with him. He stood behind the stone pillar with his back to him and refused to talk to him for a long time.

But she exposed half of her body for him to see, as if she was silently telling him, 'I'm unhappy, I'm angry, come and comfort me'.

Garlan tilted his head and looked at the small half of Heimos' body exposed from behind the stone pillar for a while.

"Heimos."

He said,

"I want to touch you."

Heymos, who had always had his back to Garlan, suddenly turned his head and looked at Garlan with his golden-red eyes.

Garlan looked at him with innocent eyes and stretched out his hand to him.

Heimos sighed lowly, lowered his arms across his chest, and walked towards Garlan.

He leaned over, lowered his head, and rested his forehead on Garlan's, who smiled at him with bent eyes.

His hand pinched Garlan's chin, but the strength of his fingers was very light.

Garlan smiled at him, raised his arms to wrap around his neck, and took the initiative to nuzzle the tip of his nose, as if to please him.

Heimos lowered his eyes and kissed the other party's lips.

The lips were no longer the light pink like cherry blossoms in the past. They had no blood color and were so pale that it made people feel distressed just to look at them.

He was always trying to resist the urge to roughly paint those pale lips rosy again.

The person in his arms was too fragile, so fragile that he didn't dare to touch it more.

If he touches it, it will break into pieces in his hands.

But this person is too tough.

So tenacious that he couldn't help but feel angry and unwilling.

——He could give everything to Aaron Landis, but he was even more cruel to him——

However, no matter how much anger or unwillingness you have, they will all disappear when you see the person in front of you.

In front of this person, he is always the weak one.

One word from this person can control everything about him.

"Garlan..."

He closed his eyes and pressed the forehead of the person in his arms, murmuring and calling the name with attachment.

He heard Garlan humming softly, raised his head, and rubbed his cheek. He could feel the familiar touch of soft skin.

He was clearly surrounded by the one he loved, but his chest was empty.

It's like walking on the edge of a cliff, and you will fall from the sky at any time and be shattered to pieces.

Heimos opened his eyes, and he saw golden hair falling from his eyes, and a few strands of long hair hanging on the snow-white stone railing.

Crossing the stone fence, he saw the sparkling water behind Garlan.

On the shore of the pool, a patch of lavender hyacinths swayed gently in the wind, like an undulating lavender ocean.

For some reason, he looked at the patch of hyacinths in trance for a long time.

"What are you looking at?"

Realizing that Heimos was lost in thought, Garlan turned his head and followed his gaze.

Seeing that Heymos was looking at the Crescent Pool behind him, he thought Heymos was looking at the lotus blooming in the water.

He looked at it too.

Among the green lotus leaves, the lavender lotus flowers have bloomed to their peak. This is their last moment of blooming.

He said: "Summer is about to end, and these lotus flowers are about to wither."

At this point, Garlan seemed to suddenly remember something, and turned to look at Heimos, his eyes full of smiles.

"Heimos, do you still remember that the last time you courted me, you did a very stupid thing."

The bright red roses were spread all over the floor of the wooden palace. At first glance, they looked like burning flames.

It startled him.

Therefore, he flatly rejected Heimos.

"It's okay to send flowers, but by chance, I also gave you the flowers I dislike the most."

Garlan put one hand on the stone railing and looked sideways at Heimos.

"Now you know why you were rejected by me at that time, right?"

Heimos lowered his head and looked at the people around him.

He asked in a low voice: "What about the lotus, do you like it?"

Garlan thought for a while.

He said: "It's okay, the lotus is pretty good."

Lotus seeds are delicious.

Of course, he didn't say the following words.

As soon as Garlan finished speaking, Heimos, who was standing quietly next to him, suddenly put his hand on the stone railing in front of him and jumped up.

Under Garlan's stunned gaze, Heimos jumped directly over the stone railing of the balcony and jumped into the Crescent Pool below.

With a pop, water splashed everywhere, and a few splashes landed on the stunned Garlan's face.

He blinked, a little confused.

Heimos stood in the water. The Crescent Pool was not deep, reaching up to his waist and abdomen. However, when he jumped down just now, the splashing water drenched his upper body.

At this moment, standing in the pool, water drops dripped from the tips of his hair.

He stood in the water, looking up at Garlan who was lying on the stone railing and looking at him blankly.

He asked: "Which one do you like best?"

Garlan: "..."

So he jumped down to pick flowers for himself?

After blinking his eyes several times in confusion, Garlan finally came back to his senses. Looking at Heimos standing wet in the pool, still waiting for his answer, he felt that he couldn't laugh or cry.

But seeing the serious look in Heimos's eyes, he glanced at it and deliberately pointed to the flower on the edge of the pool, the one farthest away from Heimos.

"that."

He said.

Heimos looked in the direction that Garlan pointed and immediately saw Garlan's thoughts. He glanced at Garlan helplessly, but his eyes were clearly full of indulgence and doting.

He quickly walked there and broke off the lotus flower.

It is late summer, the last moment when all lotus flowers bloom.

This lotus flower is still half-opened, and a very faint purple halo is dotted on the white petals like clouds.

Heimos picked off the lotus and glanced faintly at the hyacinth bush swaying gently in front of him.

He turned around, still in the pool, and walked back to where he had jumped off.

Garlan lay on the stone railing and looked at him.

Heimos stood in the water, half of his body immersed in the clear water.

He looked up at Garlan and raised the half-opened lotus in his hand towards Garlan.

Garlan did not reach out to pick it up, he still lay on the stone railing with his arms, resting his chin on his arms, tilting his head, bending his eyes, and looked at him with a smile.

"Are you courting me?"

Her golden-red eyes reflected the moonlight, seeming to glow in the dark night.

In Heymos' pupils, everything disappeared, leaving only the figure of Garlan with crooked eyes and a smile.

Nothing else.

He said: "Yeah."

"My heart beats only for you," he said.

My soul only exists because of you.

only for you.

"This time, you can't refuse me anymore." He said: "If you refuse me again..."

"What will happen to you if I reject you again?"

Garlan asked him with a smile.

"I'd be angry."

Huimos paused and repeated.

"very angry."

he said, deliberately emphasizing his tone.

Garlan couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud.

He looked at Heimos who raised his head and pursed his thin lips, staring at him closely. The light moonlight fell on his face, making his eyes looking down at Heimos even more gentle.

"good."

Garlan said.

He smiled softly at Heimos.

He stretched out his hand from the stone railing and reached for the half-opened lotus that Heimos held out to him.

He said: "I..."

The moonlight made Garlan's outstretched snow-white fingers almost translucent, whiter than the tips of the white petals that were about to touch that had not yet been dyed purple.

next second

At the moment when the fingertips are about to touch the tips of the petals.

It fell suddenly.

The hand suddenly dropped from the air and rested softly outside the stone fence.

Garlan, who was lying on the stone railing, closed his eyes, tilted his head and rested it on his arm, as if he was sleeping quietly.

His chest stopped rising and falling.

Under the silent night sky, only the sound of one person's breathing was left.

Heimos raised his head and stood in the pool, all wet.

The wet jet-black hair stuck to his brown cheeks that were glowing with water. Water droplets seeped out from the ends of the hair and slid down his cheeks.

Finally, there was a splash and a drop fell into the water.

He just stood there, still holding the half-opened lotus in the direction of Garlan who was lying on the stone railing.

He seemed to be waiting stubbornly.

The night wind blew slowly, blowing across the sparkling water, making Garlan's slender eyelashes tremble slightly as if he was sleeping.

A purple petal fell from the lotus held by Heymos, floating softly on the calm water.

Heimos stood for a long time.

Like a carved stone statue, standing silently in the water.

The silvery moonlight scattered the paleness all over his body.

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[If you reject me again this time, I will be angry. 】

【very angry. 】