Chapter 226

White——

Will lay on the bed, watching Treya lying on her side, wiping her body with the white paper beside her.

His physical strength is indeed completely inferior to Treya.

After it's over...

He just wants to fall asleep again.

But...

Watching Treya gently lift his hair with her fingers and stroke his forehead.

The two of them completed what they must do as an "engagement" gift, and what they must do as a couple in the future, and they were satisfied with each other.

But...

Will didn't know why, but he always felt some "strange" emotions in his heart.

How to describe it?

It's like this tonight's action, which he was obviously very "comfortable", was more like a dream that was too "natural".

It's like in his own dream, imagining something that would happen, and it finally happened.

But...

"How is it? Will... How do you feel..."

In the dim light of the room, her body seemed a little blurry. As she spoke, she pulled open the quilt and slowly lay down beside him.

She looked very happy.

Although she was the one who asked the question, there was no doubt that she had already given a very satisfactory answer with her smiling expression.

Forget it, seeing such an expression, what does it matter if I know it is a dream?

People often recall the beautiful dream of last night after waking up, and even do not want to leave. Why can't he indulge in such a dream?

"Well... very satisfied... Your Majesty..."

He held Treya's hand, especially holding her little finger, and slowly closed his eyes.

There is no doubt that after experiencing the day of "coronation", the night of "engagement", and falling into a deep sleep...

He did...

As Treya said...

love her a little more.

[——Although in an inescapable way. ]

Chapter 255 The Demon Princess's Beautiful Dream for You (8)

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone into the room.

Will rubbed his eyes.

At least when he woke up today, there was no dream that disturbed his thoughts. Perhaps he was too tired last night. In his memory, he did not even dream, leaving a blank mark.

Then...

He felt his chest was a little itchy, and after opening his eyes a little, he found...

The silver-haired head rested on his shoulder, and the light blue eyes were slightly raised. Treya, who woke up earlier than him, was resting her head on his chest and looking at him.

"..."

I don't know if it was because she had been sleeping with him all night, but the queen lying on him seemed less alienated from the half-elf in the past, and more charming.

"Good morning..."

"Good morning..."

She rubbed her eyes, and Will could see that although she woke up earlier than him, she still looked like she hadn't slept enough.

"Speaking of which, I have always wanted to ask you."

"What's wrong, Will."

Triya's pointed elf ears shook twice.

"I remember that when I fell asleep in the afternoon, I should still be wearing clothes, right? Why are my clothes gone at night?"

"Hmm..."

Triya hummed and rubbed against his chest, as if deliberately avoiding this question.

"So you planned it a long time ago, including sleeping next to me?"

"Because...I'm already engaged to Will~"

Trea's voice sounded soft, perhaps because she was really tired and sleep-deprived. Even in Will's ears, this was a rare voice of Treya.

"Okay, then I'm going to get up."

Just as he was about to get up, Treya hugged him from behind.

Trea stuck to his neck and said coquettishly:

"Today is the first day, and I don't have any work yet. Why don't you stay with me in bed for a while longer."

"Will~"

"Okay, okay, who would have thought that their queen would beg me so tenderly in bed?"

"Well... Anyway, only you will know."

She smiled, moved her body again, clamped Will's arm, and rubbed her head against him.

Will looked at Treya's room, and the air was mixed with the scent of Treya's sweat.

He remembered that he had read from some street literature that the sweat of half-elves smelled sweet. But they are mixed with the blood of elves born in cold regions, so they rarely sweat, and few people can smell the fragrance of sweat.

Except, after doing everything——

Feeling the morning sun shining gently in, Will was thinking...

Will he wake up as sweetly as he does now every morning in the future?

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The first ray of afternoon sun shone on Princess Treya's sword training ground——now it should be called Her Majesty Treya's training ground.

Sure enough, as soon as they said "sick", they lay down until lunch. If Will's stomach hadn't been growling with hunger, Treya might not have let him go.

Although it was called "rest", although she had become the "Queen", and although there should be more "government affairs" to deal with, Treya still picked up the sword and started to practice on the training ground.

Will just sat aside and watched her practice her sword.

"Speaking of which, in my memory, she often swings her sword like this."

The afternoon sun was warm, and Treya began to swing the sword in her hand. Following her footsteps, she practiced the "Entak Sword Style" from the first pose to the last pose.

Her silver hair spread and danced in the sunlight, and her jumping sword tip and fast-moving footsteps seemed to dance with the shadows under her feet.

A very beautiful scene.

Ever since they first met three years ago, Will has been watching Treya practice swordsmanship like this. From being very unskilled at the beginning, she gradually became able to complete a complete set of swordsmanship.

Now Treya is not doing the crowning ceremony, she is just showing this whole sword style to herself.

The warm sunshine illuminated Will's vision, and with a soft filter, everything he saw became extra sweet.

As if sensing Will's eyes, Treya's sword swing suddenly stopped for a moment, and then she turned to Will.

She swung her sword in Will's direction...

She deliberately faced him and gave him a handsome front.

Feeling that Treya never forgot to be cool with him even when she was practicing swordplay, Will laughed without even noticing.

after……

Will they spend their time leisurely facing such sunshine every afternoon?

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After the royal meal in the evening, Treya and Will lit a lamp in front of the table and sat down.

Thereya was beside him, raising her hand, bending her slender wrist slightly, and gently took off the silver-gold headdress and hairpin on her head.

Under the dim and ambiguous light, the silver hair seemed to have a layer of gold on the edges.

After taking off the headdresses that represented the status of "royalty" and "queen" on her head, she turned around and chuckled. She now looked more like the one she wore last night.

"Huh... I don't have anything to do today. Do you want to come back later..."

Treya suddenly leaned on Will's shoulder, and then slowly took a newspaper from the table.

"……This is?"

The date of the newspaper is today, it is this morning's newspaper, and it seems to be talking about yesterday's news...

Yesterday’s news…

Maybe it was because today was so "peaceful", as peaceful as every day after that, and Will almost thought that what happened yesterday happened a long time ago.

Yesterday’s news…

Of course it’s “coronation” and “engagement.”

But as a newspaper, it is self-evident which of the two is more popular in the streets.

"Someone delivered it this morning, but we forgot to look at it."

Thereya smiled particularly satisfied with the content in the newspaper.

This smile seemed to be that something had finally succeeded and was victorious, and in Will's eyes, it actually had a bit of bad intention.

What are the headlines in the newspaper?

Will took the newspaper and unfolded it in front of him - of course, maybe there was no need to unfold it at all, because the folded newspaper placed the front headline at the top, which was the photo he also remembered.

He was picked up by the princess, in Treya's hands, under the flashlights of reporters from all walks of life, in the sight of everyone...

"How do you feel about being picked up by me in a newspaper that can be seen by people all over the country?"

Treya poked his cheek from the side.

"I……"

Will paused.

He originally thought that he should have countless "complex" thoughts...

No matter from your own identity.

Cong's relationship with Treya is also good.

It’s also good from a political standpoint.

It might as well develop from the future...

There must be an extra thought, right?

But, no.

Why do you think about this?

How could I possibly think about this?

In my "memory", I have never been someone who thinks about this, right?

Right, right, right.

Judging from the memories of this life, what he was thinking about...

Will squinted his eyes, looking at the photo of himself standing in the middle being held up that flickered with the warm firelight in the room, and rubbed his fingers over Thereya's beautiful face.

——Only loving her.

——Without a doubt.