Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece Chapter 12: Queen and Princess
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"Antrapolis is very good! I have already been promoted to a veteran, and I can calm down to exercise myself. Compared with some people think that becoming a veteran is great!..." Daves' voice was very soft. Alistairs couldn't help but blinked.
"Aris, your brother has become a veteran, and you are still a court messenger, do you regret it?" Daves looked at him and said half-jokingly and half-seriously.
After Daves became king, the political system of Dionyia did not change, but he asked the Senate to add several positions to him, directly under the command of the king: one was the captain of the court guard, now by Mar Theus is responsible for protecting the safety of the king and his family, while maintaining the order of the palace; one is the secretary, held by Heripolis, responsible for writing papers and letters for the king; the other is the palace herald, by Ali Stellas took the post, responsible for conveying the king's orders, summoning officials and so on. In fact, most of the time this mission was done by Alistairs, the real job of Alistairs was Daves' chief of intelligence. Although most veterans know that Davers has a group of people who are responsible for collecting intelligence for him, but if an intelligence officer is set up and the matter is exposed, Davers feels that it will not have a good influence, so Covering up with a hereditary officer is nothing more than selling dog meat. These three positions are all mid-level public positions, and the status of the senator is so big.
"Your Majesty, I never regret it. I like my current position, which allows me to give full play to my abilities, and I think that even holding an ordinary public office by your side is more honorable than being a veteran." Ali Stellas said earnestly every word.
"You have learned to speak nice things now!" Daves pointed at him, haha laughed.
"Well, it's getting late. Go back and rest." Daves stood up and said casually: "Naxos, you have to keep an eye on it."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Aristilas replied, turning to go out. He is no longer living in Daves House, but has his own house near the palace under the hill.
Davers left the study and walked to the backyard.
Walking around the garden and about to enter the main building, Daves saw a slim figure standing next to the statue of Artenis.
"Cynthia." He yelled softly.
"Father...Father!" Cynthia looked slightly flustered.
"You still stay up so late?" Davers said with concern.
"Well...I am praying to Artenis, wishing my brother a safe return from his first expedition!" Cynthia said quickly.
"To deal with the Dawnies this time, we have sent three legions, plus a cavalry legion, with a total of 30,000 people. The number of soldiers is far more than the other party. It is easy to win. You don't have to worry about it. Doris, although he is in the first battle, he has always been very talented in combat. In terms of fighting alone, many veterans are not his opponents, not to mention Olivers taking care of him. What are you worried about? Yes!" Daves comforted her, and then smiled and asked: "Are you just praying for Adoris alone?"
"Father!" Cynthia paced lightly, but her pretty face turned red.
"When this war is over, your mother and I will host the wedding for you and Patroclus. You are already 20 years old. If you don’t marry you, others thought that the princess of the Kingdom of Dionian didn’t People are coming." Daves said jokingly.
Speaking of marriage, Cynthia was ashamed and delighted: "Thank you, father!"
"Hurry up and go to bed." Daves waved his hand and said with a smile: "As the captain of the legion, Patroclus will not fight the enemy himself. There is no danger at all. You don't need to worry about him. It's you. If you worry about him every day, causing poor sleep, your skin will become very poor. When Patroclus comes back, be careful that he doesn't want you!"
"He dare!" Cynthia said with her arms folded.
Davers smiled, turned upstairs, and Cynthia's grateful voice came from behind again: "Father, thank you!"
Davos immediately understood what her "thank you" meant: Cynthia was very pretty when she was 16 years old, plus her identity—the princess of the Kingdom of Dionia, naturally came to propose people. There are endless, including many children (mainly adopted sons) of Davers' former mercenary comrades. Davers has refused one by one, because Cynthia already had someone he likes. Daves respected her choice, which was a break from tradition at the time. It should be understood that the daughters of citizens in the Greek city-states belonged to their fathers before they reigned and married. Although the atmosphere of the Kingdom of Dionia was much more open, It is indeed a bit shocking to let the daughter choose her husband according to her own wishes.
Davos paused for a moment, and went straight to the second floor without looking back.
Going to bed at night is not too troublesome for Davers, who has two wives. Just take turns to sleep with one wife. Sometimes when his wife comes to the moon, he will take the initiative to let him go to the other wife’s room. , Overall it's still harmonious. He sometimes thinks that if there are three or four wives, the choice of sleeping every night might be a big trouble. He has never had this idea with lofty goals in his mind. It is his hope to ensure good health and live longer, so he will not overindulge his inner desires.
He pushed open the door and walked into Christia's bedroom.
The candlelight swayed in the bedroom, and Kristia lay her back on the bed, lying on her side with a thin cloth blanket painted with red and blue stripes on her body, revealing snow-white shaved shoulders and slender legs.
"Christoia." Daves called softly, without responding: It seemed that she had come back too late, and she had fallen asleep.
Davers walked to the bed lightly, took off the wearing Bolton, and was about to lie down next to Kristia, then pulled the blanket away, and found that Christia was wearing nothing. As a mother of three children, Christoya still has delicate skin and a good figure. Her slender waist without fat extends down and her buttocks are round and plump. From a distance, it looks like a smooth ups and downs. Perfect body curve.
Daves couldn't help but put her smooth back on her back, wrapped her right hand around her waist, and pressed her palm against her soft chest. Just as he was about to act, Christia suddenly turned her head. The kiss hit his face.
"You weren't asleep." Daves was slightly surprised.
"What did you say." Kristonia winks like silk, her gorgeous red lips bit Davers's mouth...
After some clouds and rain, the two lie side by side on the bed, breathing softly.
"Who were you talking to downstairs just now?" Kristia asked softly.
"Cynthia, she is praying for Adoris and her future husband."
"This little girl has been in a daze for this period of time. It seems that her mind has been put on the young man named Patroclus. Alas, we can't keep this daughter!"
"When this Downey War is over, let her marry her."
"Your father is too irresponsible. Others choose good husbands for their daughters. It's better for you. The children of the multi-elder, important ministers, and wealthy businessmen don't choose, let her choose!" Kristia complained .
Davers said seriously: "With my current position, do I still need to use my daughter's marriage to consolidate my power? Let Cynthia choose a satisfactory husband by herself, at least she will not complain about me in the future. Besides, Pa Trocolos’ family situation is not bad. Although his father has a disability, his ability is good. He is a respected Demo chief. Because of his excellent work, the chief executive of Turriy, Lucias, is already considering Promote him to the post of administrative adjutant or city agricultural officer of Tury. If he continues to develop like this, he is likely to become a senator at the age of 50. Patroclus also worked very hard. It has only been ten years since he entered the legion. He has become the youngest legion captain in the Dionian legion...So Cynthia has a good eye for picking her husband, and marrying her gracefully, we are worthy of her dead parents!"
The reason why Christoya complained was that she could not adapt to the sudden departure of her own daughter. After listening to Davers's words, she sighed quietly for a while: "It's okay to marry sooner, or to let her Crowe cut off some thoughts that shouldn't have been..."
"What did you say?! Cloth--" Daves was surprised.
"Clo likes his unrelated sister." Kristonia sighed lightly again.
"Why don't I know this!" Daves was stunned.
"You are busy with political affairs every day, where did you notice these. I also found that after we agreed to Patrocrose's marriage proposal, I found that Klo was not emotional for a few days, and I only noticed it when I was reminded by Agnes... …Ugh..." Christia felt a headache when she thought of this.
"Raising a daughter and raising a daughter-in-law is actually not bad." Daves just started a joke when Christia looked up and stared at him.
He hurriedly changed his words: "Kroe is still young and doesn't understand the relationship between men and women. I think he simply admires Cynthia a little bit, wait until he gets older. He is almost 16 years old now. While studying at Dionia Academy, it seems that he should also increase his military training to prepare for future military service. I am afraid he will not have time to think about these things..."
"Do you really plan to let Cloe go into battle and kill the enemy in the future?!" Kristia asked worriedly when she heard it.
"He will not go to battle and kill the enemy, but will make merits. In the future, how can he convince the citizens of the kingdom and how to command the sturdy generals! If he does not understand the military, he will not be able to govern the country well, and he will easily be fooled by the ministers. , Even less able to withstand the kingdom I founded!..." Although Daves said vaguely, he obviously had great expectations for his eldest son.