Roses for Rosalind

The remaining knights on the field are decreasing bit by bit.The announcer stared at the huge hourglass without daring to blink.When the last grain of sand finally fell, he stood up abruptly: "Stop!" The announcer's face was flushed from exertion, the veins on his neck were bulging, and his deliberately raised voice overwhelmed the crowd on the field. All sounds.Regardless of whether they were fighting or not, all the knights had to separate and stop immediately after throwing an unwilling look at their opponents, waiting for the referee's next instruction.

While waiting for the magistrate to count the number, Benvolio rode up to Romeo's side.

"Hey," he put his arm on Romeo's shoulder quite nicely: "How many did you kill?"

"Six."

"Then we are about the same." Benvolio silently calculated in his mind. "You said that we should thank Mercutio well when we give a speech later? If it weren't for his perverted devil training, I don't think we can make it through now."

"Well." Romeo pretended to think seriously for a while: "Thank you for what? Thank you for beating the shit out of you all those years?"

"……roll!"

The two people here are exposing each other's black history like no one else, and the statistics of the magistrate over there have come out.However, to their surprise, the remaining number of knights on the opponent's court was just one more than them.So, even though Romeo and Benvolio were the two most shot down opponents, both of them were unlucky to lose.

The biggest glory is won by someone they don't know on the opposing team.

"Tsk, what a bad luck." When the result was announced, Benvolio let out a loud click of his tongue in frustration: "I thought it would be one of us."

"Ah, it doesn't matter." Romeo took a distant look at Rosie who was looking nervously at this side in the box. When she met his gaze, she subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but after a brief panic, she actually insisted. He stopped at the same place, and did not hide.Romeo withdrew his gaze, and the corners of his lips slowly raised a smile: "Anyway, my goal has been achieved."

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The last event of the Knight Tournament has come to an end, and the rest is feasting and carnival throughout the day and night.

Not long after the game ended, the invitations to the carnival ball were sent to the homes of the nobles by special personnel.The dark red wax coat of arms on the envelope seal is like a hot flame, just like the enthusiasm of Great Rome.

The dance is scheduled for eight o'clock tomorrow night.

In the room, Juliet took off her skirt and changed into another one.On the bed at the side, there were already several skirts that were rejected by her for one reason or another.She lifted the hem of the skirt and looked at the matching lambskin dancing shoes on her feet for a while, and finally nodded her head after a long time.Juliet compared her hands on her waist, and suddenly sighed heavily.

"Sissy?" She raised her head and asked Rosie who was sitting beside her, "Is my waist too thick?"

"No."

"I thought I had lost a little weight recently." She bit her lower lip angrily, "I didn't expect my waist to be this thick."

"No way." Rosie rolled her eyes: "It's so thin that I can hug it, okay?"

"But..." Juliet still looked worried.

"What are you worrying about?" said Rosie, "If Benvolio can't even lift you, I should wonder if he's too weak from the wear and tear of the game to walk. "

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Juliet blushed: "Well, why did you suddenly bring up Benvolio? Who said I was because of him?"

"Who else could it be?" Rosie poured a little milk into the coffee and stirred it with a small spoon: "Don't tell me it's someone else, I won't believe it—and even if there is someone else, then Benvolio is sure to take him out for a duel (da) fight (si)."

While speaking, she gave Juliet a slanting glance, and her expression and tone were obviously——Small sample, stop pretending.

Witty as I have seen through everything ╭(╯^╰)╮

"...Why do you have the nerve to talk about me?" Juliet stomped her feet angrily in anger, "Aren't you the same as Romeo?"

"...What?" Rosie froze suddenly.The small spoon hit the wall of the coffee cup, making a crisp "ding".Perhaps because of guilty conscience, she subconsciously raised her voice: "What Romeo? What does this have to do with him?"

"To borrow a phrase you just said," Juliet snorted contemptuously, "'I don't believe it'."

"..." Under Juliet's gaze, Rosie suddenly found that she could no longer hide it.She twisted her fingers nervously and stammered: "You, why do you..."

"You think you are hiding it well, but many times what you do is too deliberate, and it is easy for people to find clues from it. For example, when I picked up the earrings, I always felt that something was wrong." Juliet dissatisfied Hands on hips: "You lied to me! I should have found out that you were faking!"

"...Juliet," the guilt-ridden Rosie tried to change the subject, "You look so indecent. Mrs. Binns will cry when she sees it, really."

"That's not the point! And Mrs. Binns isn't here!" Juliet continued to stare at her with an expression of wanting to rush up and bite her: "The point is that you are hiding it from me! I told you everything! "

"...I'm sorry." Rosie lowered her head embarrassingly, "I, I didn't clear up my mood at that time..." It should be said that at that time, she never thought that she and Romeo could really succeed.Even knowing that this is not the same world as she knew, but as a die-hard fan for many years, the influence of the original work on her is not so easy to eliminate.

Juliet turned her face angrily and gave her the back of her head: "I won't forgive you easily!"

"...嘻qaq (Erkang's hand)"

Juliet, who was full of aura, erupted into a rare high-cold queen (...), and the little daughter-in-law Rosie had to sign a series of treaties that forfeited power and humiliated the country.The onlookers said one after another that this is like hearing (xi) (wen) sad (le) heart (jian) seeing (xi) hearing (da) shedding (pu) tears (ben). 【Fog】

Satisfied Juliet: "But you'd better pay attention in the future. I have nothing to do with Benvolio. It would be terrible if someone else finds out."

"..." Rosie lowered her head embarrassingly: "Is it so obvious..." Fortunately, she praised her quick wit at the time, even though she was picked out by Romeo to settle the account that night... Cough, don't mention it Worth mentioning. _(:3)/)_

"It can't be more obvious, okay?" Juliet nodded vigorously to increase the persuasiveness of her words: "And," she added immediately: "Unless you are blind, as long as you see his eyes looking at you, you will understand—— he loves you."

Although she knew it a long time ago, when these three words were finally uttered from someone else's mouth for the first time, Rosie still couldn't help but hold her breath.Her expression froze into a funny and unbelievable look: "...he loves me?"

"That's right." Juliet repeated again with certainty, without taking into account the ability of Rosie, the only listener, to bear it: "He loves you."

Rosie stared blankly at Juliet, her reflection in her big black eyes.She saw the blush spread on her face little by little, her eyes lit up with shyness and joy.The appearance of that person in Juliet's eyes was both very familiar to her and also very strange to her.

Everything seemed so incredible.

Rosie was overwhelmed with joy.But gradually, this pure joy slowly changed its taste.

The dim candlelight flickered in the room, making a crackling sound from time to time.

Rosie grabbed the pillow beside her and hugged it in her arms. This is a small gesture she often makes when she is distressed: "Juliet." She stuffed herself in the pillow, as if in this way she could not face everything that was about to happen: "But . . . but he's a Montague."

"..." Juliet stopped talking.

"And you and Benvolio," Rosie pulled down the pillow a little, revealing her eyes, "you are the only daughter of the Capulet family... Whether it is the Capulet family or the Montague family, they all Absolutely will not agree."

"...Well." Juliet nodded lightly: "...I know."

The hands hanging on her sides trembled slightly, and Rosie's heart softened instantly. "Come," she held out a hand to Juliet, "come here."

Juliet sat down beside her.

She was not very old in the first place, but now she was full of worries and anxiety, and she looked more and more like a naive and immature child.Rosie took her into her arms and patted her on the back every now and then.

"Sissy..." Juliet's weak voice trembled, "You said... the four of us elope... okay?"

"What!?" Rosie let go of her in fright: "What did you say?"

Juliet's face was terribly pale: "I said, privately..."

"Stop!" Rosie interrupted her very severely: "No! Absolutely not!"

Whether it was before or now, whether in Europe or China, the most common trick used by poor couples who are hindered by their families is the same - elopement.

There is no shortage of elopements in world literature. Some people praised those women who had the courage to elope, "This is the real lover." However, love cannot really drink water, and human beings still have to eat bread to fill their stomachs.Even if the four pampered ladies and young masters were lucky enough to elope successfully, what would they rely on to support themselves in the future?

There is a good chance they will starve to death on the streets.And the best result is nothing more than tormenting a resentful spouse in reality.

Such a result is even more terrifying than not being able to get married.

Rosie gripped Juliet's shoulders tightly, forcing her to look directly into her eyes.She had thousands of words to say in her stomach, but because she wanted to say too much, she couldn't say a single word. "Juliet," she said, grabbing Juliet's hand so hard that her nails turned white, "stop your horrible thoughts right away, and you have to promise me that you will never, never do that."

Juliet was frightened by her, and stared at her blankly.

"Speak!" Rosie shook her shoulder vigorously.

"...I, I promise you." Juliet stammered and repeated her words: "I will immediately dismiss this idea...and promise never to elope with Benvolio."

Rosie squeezed her tightly into her arms.

Juliet let her hold her docilely, her forehead resting weakly on her shoulder.Suddenly, she began to sob softly.

"What should we do?" Juliet's eyes were full of tears: "Sissy, what should we do then?"

"...I don't know." Rosie pursed her lips: "...But, I believe... There will always be a solution to things."