In the quiet Hall, sunlight passes through the colored glass and falls on the empty seats and floor.
The dust rises and falls slowly in the light, allowing people to see their appearance clearly.
With a creak, Hall's heavy door was slowly pushed open, and a blond girl ran in, covering her face with her arms and crying.
She ignored the beautiful stained glass paintings on the window lattice and the ancient murals along the way, and ran straight to the front podium of the Hall. There was a small space there for her to hide in, and no one would find her.
Huddled in this small corner, she buried her head in her arms, sobbing slightly, her body and chest rising and falling, and her voice was a little hoarse, no longer as clear as usual.
Even a small sound is still clear in this Hall.
After that, she slowly calmed down.
Probably finally tired of crying, the girl wiped away her tears and leaned against the cabinet under the podium, her eyes drifting to the peeling mural above her head.
The paint on it has faded, but the grand occasion of that year can still be seen from the exquisite paintings.
Blood Dynasty kings, dressed in formal attire and holding scepters, accept the worship of thousands of ethnic groups, and bestow True Crimson Blood" to those who have made merit, making them become members of the Blood Clan.
This is the best reward and the most glorious moment. Under the flying Rose Blood Banner, the recipient knelt down on one knee devoutly, and the maids brought gold cups, swords, and cloaks to congratulate him.
Unfortunately, such a glorious scene is already very far away.
The girl in the Hall stood up again, leaned against the cold wall, stood on tiptoes, and touched the characters on the faded mural, with longing and expectation on her little face.
Until the tranquility was broken by the sudden sound of the door opening.
An older maid walked in quickly, her brows furrowed, her eyes caught the girl at the end of the Hall, and a sharp voice suddenly sounded.
"Colette!" Such a voice made the girl tremble and turn around.
"You skipped class again, right!?" Her voice was stern, she quickly walked towards the girl, and then grabbed her.
"Don't you know this is very uncultured and disrespectful behavior?" she asked loudly.
"But----they laughed at me and tried to draw pictures on me----" the girl defended in a low voice.
"Others are just joking with you. Who makes you so unsociable?" The maid ignored her at all and took the girl and walked out.
Along the way, the girl was dragged forward and she cried again, but this did not shake the maid's determination.
Afterwards, she was taken to a classroom in the palace, dragged in in front of everyone, and asked to apologize. Finally, the girl walked to her seat with red eyes.
After that, the teacher and the nobles in the palace who passed by praised the maid again, saying that she was worthy of Princess Leanna's reliable servant during her lifetime, and she would spare no effort to be loyal to Princess Leanna's only daughter who would grow up to be an excellent heir.
As time passed page by page, the crying girl also grew up and transformed little by little, from praying and crying for mercy at the beginning to silence and indifference later.
Mirror, a golden mirror wrapped with rose vines.
Colette stood in front of the mirror, letting the maids on both sides dress her up and help her put on an elegant and deep red dress.
The pair of emerald eyes that were looking at the mirror closed and then reopened, as if they suddenly woke up from a long sleep. The girl in the mirror raised her fingers and lightly pressed her collar. A delicate touch came from her neck, and the silk folds of the fabric on the collar also reached her consciousness, awakening her thoughts from chaos.
It seems that the current self has entered the identity of a certain character in the dream.
She sat down again, looked up and looked around the classical palace decorated in gold and red, and recalled the records in history.
If it is correct, this should be the palace of the Blood Dynasty era, and my current identity should be that of a certain royal family of the dynasty.
I heard that Blood Clan can rely on blood to inherit memories. Could it be that in Camilla's dream, she saw the scene of the Blood Dynasty in the past.
"Your Highness, it's time to go to the Crimson Hall." The maid on the side put down her neatly arranged hair and reminded her respectfully.
"I know." She made a slightly unfamiliar voice. This voice was filled with irreversible indifference, as if it was coming from a very far away place.
She was walking in the long corridor of the palace. On one side, she could overlook the Courtyard below. The light was bright, some birds were landing on the branches, and clusters of roses were blooming among them. The beautiful red color seemed to be alive in the sunlight, as if it was Burn.
Passing through the long corridors and palaces, more and more palaces Knight gradually appeared in the places they passed. They were wearing silver-rimmed and blood-red armors, majestic and solemn.
At this time, she also met many handsome beauties similar to her age, all dressed solemnly and formally.
It seems that today is a very important day.
She entered the magnificent palace with these people, surrounded by beautiful and majestic Blood Clan nobles standing on both sides. They were dressed in gorgeous clothes and watched these young figures entering the palace, whispering.
I wonder who your Majesty will choose as your successor?"
Even if he does become the Crown Prince, given His Majesty's current condition, it may take a hundred years before he can inherit the throne."
This process is too long. According to past experience, the crown prince is not a safe position, and few can successfully inherit the throne in the end."
Who doesn't know, but how many people can refuse that position? Look at these princes and princesses, all of them are looking forward to it."
Your Majesty now has 106 adult princes and princesses. Apart from many incompetent ones, there are still more than 20 who are quite outstanding and may all be selected."
I think Prince Hosha is the most likely. His uncle is now the Grand Duke of Felen. He controls Tias Legion" and has nearly a hundred Fifth Order Blood Seal Knight" under his command. He is much stronger than the others."
This is true in terms of military force, but Princess Eve's background should not be underestimated. Her grandfather is the Duke of Lass in the Southern Territory and the owner of Blue Harp Port. There is an important node leading to the Second Continent. Relying on the route, he has accumulated inexhaustible wealth. Even the royal family is envious of their family.
Prince Red is not bad either. His mother is "Erosion Witch" who has been with His Majesty the longest. She knows many secrets of the dynasty. It is said that she has a team of assassins under her command, and no one dares to provoke her.
Princess Mia will not inherit the throne, but as a blood descendant of Swan King", she will definitely marry other royal members in the future, ensuring that Castle"'s path is controlled within the dynasty."
Everyone was discussing in a low voice. Although they mentioned the names of many princesses and princes, no one mentioned Colette. In the palace, the girl kept her head down and did not say hello to anyone.
Arriving in front of the throne in the crimson hall, the girl saluted with all the princes and princesses, and then listened to the announcement of the emperor above.
"My children, today I will give three of you True Crimson Blood". This is the blood of the king, and it also inherits the supreme power of the dynasty. If you ascend the throne, you will be truly red."
"Now, those who heard the name please come forward." After saying this, his majestic eyes swept over everyone, and all the princes and princesses knelt down on one knee respectfully.
"Hosha." He read out the first name.
"Yes, Your Majesty." A handsome young man stood up proudly and walked to the front desk.
"Eve."
"Yes, Your Majesty." The princess, who was beautiful and wearing a layered silk skirt, also walked forward slowly.
"Colette."
Upon hearing this name, all the nobles of the dynasty present were in an uproar and confused.
"Who is this?"
Why haven't you heard of it?"
"She seems to be the daughter of the late Princess Leanna.
Among the kneeling figures, the girl slowly raised her head and stood up, looking at the emperor wearing Crown of Thorns.
"Yes, Your Majesty." She replied in a calm voice, and then walked up to the front desk.
Under the surprised gazes of the other two heirs, she stood side by side with them and accepted the True Crimson Blood" bestowed by the emperor, like blood drops of red marrow falling on the center of her eyebrows, surrounding and melting away.
The blood in her entire body was boiling at this moment, and thousands of cells seemed to be cheering for joy, and countless information entered her mind as the drop of blood fell. This was the inherited blood of the dynasty, recording many secrets.
Everything in her field of vision gradually turned blood red, and her emerald eyes also turned into a magnificent true red at this moment.