Chapter 12 Queen and Princess

"Antrapolis is very good! They have already been promoted to elders, and they can calm down and train themselves. Compared with some people who think that being a elder is amazing!..." Davos's voice was very soft, Aristy Russ blinked involuntarily.

"Aris, your younger brother has become an elder, and you are still a court herald. Do you regret it?" Davos looked at him and said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

After Davos became king, the political system of Dionia did not change, but he asked the Senate to add several positions to him, directly under the king: one was the captain of the palace guard, now by Martius As a secretary, responsible for protecting the safety of the king and his family, and maintaining the order of the palace; one is a secretary, served by Heripolis, responsible for writing documents and letters for the king; the other is a court herald, by Aristilla He was in charge of conveying the king's orders, summoning officials, etc. In fact, most of this mission was done by Aristillas's subordinates, and Aristillas' real job was Davos' intelligence chief. Although most of the elders know that Davos has a group of men who are responsible for collecting intelligence for him, but if a special intelligence officer position is set up and this matter is put on the bright side, Davos still feels that it will not affect him well, so Using a herald to cover it up is nothing more than selling dog meat. These three positions are all mid-level public positions, and their status is much lower than that of the elders of the Senate.

"Your Majesty, I have never regretted it. I like my current position, which allows me to give full play to my abilities, and I think it is more honorable to hold an ordinary public office than to be a senator even to serve as a senator." Aristilla Sis said earnestly.

"You have also learned to speak nicely now!" Davos pointed to him and laughed.

"Okay, it's not too late, you can go back and rest." Davos stood up and said casually: "You have to keep an eye on Naxos."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Aristillas replied, and turned to go out. He no longer lived in the Davos mansion, but had his own house near the palace under the hill.

Davers left the study and walked to the backyard.

When he walked around the garden and was about to enter the main building, Davos saw a slender figure standing next to the statue of Artenis.

"Cynthia." He called softly.

"Father...Father!" Cynthia looked a little flustered.

"It's so late and still not sleeping?" Davos said with concern.

"Well... I'm praying to Artenis and wishing my brother a safe return from his first expedition!" Cynthia said quickly.

"This time against the Downeys,

We have sent three legions, plus a cavalry legion, with a total of 30,000 soldiers. The number of soldiers is far more than the opponent. It is easy to win. You don't have to worry about Adoris. Although he is just entering the battle, he In terms of combat, he has always been very talented. If you want to fight alone, many veterans are not his opponents, not to mention Olivers taking care of him, what have you to worry about! Davos comforted her, and then asked with a smile: "Is it just praying for Adoris alone?" "

"Father!" Cynthia paced lightly, but her pretty face began to turn red.

"When this war is over, your mother and I will officiate the wedding of you and Patroclus. You are already 20 years old. If we don't marry you, others will think that the princess of the Kingdom of Dionia is not wanted. ." Davos said sarcastically.

When it comes to marriage, Cynthia is both shy and happy: "Thank you, father!"

"Go to sleep quickly." Davos waved his hand and said with a smile: "Patroclus, as the captain of the Legion, will not fight the enemy himself, there is no danger at all, you don't need to worry about him. But if you worry about it every day He, causing poor sleep and poor skin, wait for Patroclus to come back, be careful he doesn't want you!"

"He dares!" Cynthia said, akimbo.

Davos smiled, turned to go upstairs, and Cynthia's grateful voice came from behind again: "Father, thank you!"

Davos immediately understood what her "thank you" was referring to: Cynthia was very pretty when she was 16 years old, plus her identity - the princess of the Kingdom of Dionia, naturally there was an endless stream of people who came to propose. Among them were many children (mainly adopted sons) of Davos' former mercenary comrades-in-arms. Davos rejected them one by one, because Cynthia already had someone she liked at that time. Davos respected her choice, which was a break with tradition at the time. It must be known that in the Greek city-state, the daughter of a citizen was subordinate to her father before she was married. Although the Dionysian kingdom was much more open, it was not. It is indeed a bit shocking to let a daughter choose a husband according to her own wishes.

Davers paused, did not look back, and went directly to the second floor.

Going to bed at night is not too troublesome for Davos, who has two wives. It is enough to sleep with one wife in turn. Sometimes when his wife is menstruating, he will take the initiative to let him go to the other wife's room. It is said to be harmonious. He sometimes thinks that if he has three or four wives, the choice of sleeping every night might be a big problem. With lofty goals in his heart, he has never had this idea. It is his expectation to ensure good health and live a longer life, so he will not indulge his inner desires too much.

He pushed open the door and walked into Cristoia's bedroom.

The candlelight flickered in the bedroom, and Cristoia turned her back to him, lying on her side on the bed, a light cloth blanket painted with red and blue stripes draped over her body, revealing her white shoulders and slender legs.

"Cristoia." Davos whispered, but did not respond: it seemed that she came back too late, and she was so sleepy that she fell asleep.

Davos walked to the bed gently, took off the Burton he was wearing, and prepared to lie down beside Cristoya. Then he pulled the blanket and found that Cristoya was not wearing anything. The mother of three children, Kristoia still has delicate skin and maintains a good figure. The slender and fat-free waist extends down to a round and plump buttocks. From a distance, it is a perfect body curve that is smooth and undulating. .

Davos couldn't help sticking to her smooth back, his right hand wrapped around her waist, and his palm was pressing on her soft chest. Just as he was about to move, Cristoia suddenly turned her head and kissed her. his face.

"You didn't fall asleep." Davers was slightly surprised.

"What do you think?" Cristoia winked like silk, and her gorgeous red lips bit Davos's mouth...

After some cloud and rain, the two lay side by side on the bed, breathing softly.

"Who were you talking to downstairs just now?" Cristoia asked softly.

"Cynthia, she's praying for Adoris and her future husband."

"This little girl has been in a trance for a while now. It seems that her mind has been placed on the young man named Patroclus. Alas, we can't keep this daughter!"

"When this Downey War is over, marry her."

"Your father is too irresponsible. Others choose a good husband's family for their daughter, but you are better, so the children of multi-year olds, important officials, and wealthy businessmen will not choose, let her choose!" Christoya complained.

Davos said seriously: "With my current status, do I still need to use my daughter's marriage to consolidate my power! Let Cynthia choose a satisfactory husband, at least she won't complain about me in the future. Besides, Patroclus His family background is not bad. Although his father is disabled, his ability is good. He is a respected Democracy prefect. Because of his excellent work, Lysias, the governor of Turii, is already considering promoting him to serve as the Tuurii administrative adjutant or city farmer, if he continues to develop like this, he is likely to become a senator at the age of 50. Patroclus is also very hardworking. He has only been in the legion for ten years, and has already become Dai The youngest legion commander in the Onia Legion... So Cynthia, this child, has a good eye for picking her husband and marrying her beautifully, we can be considered worthy of her dead parents!"

The reason why Christoya complained was because she couldn't adapt to the sudden departure of her own daughter. After listening to Davos's words, she sighed softly for a while: "It's better to marry early, or it will make Claude break up. Let go of some ideas that shouldn't be there..."

"What did you say?! Chloe—" Davos was startled.

"Clo likes his unrelated sister." Cristoia sighed again.

"Why didn't I know about this!" Davos was stunned.

"You are busy with political affairs every day, how can you notice this. After we agreed to the proposal of Patroclus, I found that Chloe was in a bad mood for several days, and only noticed it after Agnes reminded me... sigh... "…" Cristoia felt a headache when she thought about it.

"It's not bad to have a daughter and a daughter-in-law." Davers had just made a joke when he saw Cristoia raised her head and stared at him.

He quickly changed his words and said: "Crowe is still young and doesn't understand the relationship between men and women at all. I think he just has some admiration for Cynthia, and it will be better when he is older. He is almost 16 years old now, and is wearing While studying at Onia Academy, it seems that he should increase his military training and prepare for military service in the future, I am afraid that he will not have time to think about these things..."

"Are you really going to let Chloe go into battle to kill the enemy in the future?!" Kristoya asked worriedly when she heard it.

"He doesn't go into battle to kill the enemy, and he does meritorious deeds. How will he convince the citizens of the kingdom in the future, and how will he command those sturdy generals! If you don't know the military, you can't govern the country well, and it's easy to be fooled by the ministers, let alone. Endure the kingdom I created!..." Although Davos said vaguely, he obviously had great expectations for his eldest son.