Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece Chapter 64: The princess’s wedding (2)

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"Mother, this belt is too important to you, I can't take it!" Cynthia realized the meaning behind this belt and hurriedly returned it to Kristia.

"Take it, I don’t need it anymore. And it will continue to bless you, my daughter!" Kristia smiled freely. Now she is the queen of Dionia, who holds countless Wealth, with a husband beloved by all, and with wise and sensible children, she will be completely cut off from the past.

Kristia returned the belt to Cynthia, then pointed to the long wedding dress and beautiful robe on the bed, and said: "These are your father's for you. They are all bought from Persia. The best fabric, and let the best weaver in the kingdom embroider you..."

Cynthia looked at these, her eyes were a little red, she hugged Kristia tightly, and said excitedly: "Mother, I...I..." There were a thousand words in her heart, but they all choked up. The throat.

Christoia touched her face kindly, and said softly: "Silly boy, your father and I have always regarded you as our own biological daughter. These things can only express our feelings a little bit, and we are reluctant to take it. You marry out...Because of the marriage custom, adult men cannot enter your boudoir at this time. Your father asked me to say something to you. He hopes that you will not be arrogant in your identity after you marry at Patroclus’s house. Instead, try to do your best as a hostess, take care of housework, and honor your in-laws..."

Cynthia nodded vigorously every time Kristia told her. After the two talked for a while, Kristia left the room.

Cynthia wiped away her tears and looked at the bed-covered wedding decorations alone, in a daze.

At this time, a small slit opened in the door, and a small head was inserted: "Sister."

"Come in!" Cynthia waved hurriedly.

Eunice pulled Avia and rushed in.

"Sister, you are very bored in the house alone, let's accompany you."

"Thank you Eunice, you are so sensible!"

"Sister Cynthia, you are married, can we see you often in the future?"

"Of course, as long as you don't sleep late in the future, I will come back to see you often, Ivia."

"Um...I won't sleep in anymore."

"Sister, and me, you have to come back to see me often!"

"As long as you stop bullying your classmates, I will come back to see you."

"How can I bully my classmates?!"

"Sister Cynthia, what is this?!" The sharp-eyed Ivia saw the chest strap by Cynthia's hand and asked curiously.

"This is..." Cynthia hadn't figured out how to answer.

Eunice yelled: "I know! I know! This is a beautiful Aphrodite chest strap! Every time my mom and dad sleep together, I will quietly wear it. I asked my mother, and my mother said that I am still young and can only wear it when I grow up."

"Where is it worn?" Ivia became more curious.

"It's stupid!" Eunice patted her breast with a know-it-all appearance, and said to her sister Ivia: "Of course it is worn in the clothes to protect this place. Look at my sister. Drumming, I also have a little bit here. You don’t have it yet. You will have it when you grow up. Then you can use this chest strap..."

Listening to the two younger sisters talking about topics that are not suitable for children, Cynthia was amused and blushed slightly, and hurriedly said: "Eunice, Ivia, sisters are about to start wearing wedding attire, you two will help your sister dress up. OK?"

"Okay!" the two shouted excitedly.

At this moment, the door of the room was knocked softly.

"Who?!" Eunice yelled first.

The people outside the door may not have thought that there are other people in the house. After a while, they said carefully: "It's me, Croto."

"Yeah!" Eunice cried out suddenly.

"Yeah!" Ivia also called after her sister.

"Brother, you can't come in! Mom said, men can't enter the marriage room!"

"That's an adult man." Cynthia tapped Eunice on the head slightly, punishing her for deliberately making a fuss. She has nothing to hide from her younger brother Croto, who has taken care of and grew up. She just tucked the chest strap under the quilt and said: "Come in, Croto."

Crotto Kataks walked into the room, looking awkward, watching Cynthia sitting on the red wedding bed, looking at herself with a smile, as if he had knocked down a five-flavored bottle, and couldn’t tell what it was like. , He coughed twice, but his voice was so dry: "Sister...Your...wedding ceremony tonight, because I want to accompany my father to entertain the veterans who come to the wedding banquet in the palace... so I can't participate in the wedding ceremony. The team...this is my knot...wedding gift..."

Crotto Kataks finished speaking, and Eunice snatched it as soon as he took out the present under his arm. "Wow, what a beautiful helmet!" Eunice held it with both hands.

Indeed, this is a silver-white Legion style helmet. Not only is it made more elaborate, but it also adds a lot of ornamentation. It looks beautiful and practical, except that there is no insert on the crown, which is obviously Its future owner does it himself.

"This helmet is for my sister's husband. I heard my father say that he is an excellent soldier." Eunice said, and handed the helmet to Cynthia.

"Crotto, thank you!" Cynthia happily accepted the gift, and then told him: "I'm leaving, you have to take care of your parents! And... look after these little guys!"

"Don't worry." Croto Kataks smiled reluctantly. As soon as he took the conversation, Eunice exclaimed dissatisfiedly: "I'm almost growing up, I don't need others to look after!"

Cynthia's smile remained unchanged, and her right hand tapped Eunice's head again.

Seeing Eunice deliberately covering her head and exaggerating pain, Croto Kataks smiled rare: "May Cross be able to protect him like this helmet... always love you!" Roto Catax said this sentence with difficulty.

This sentence made Cynthia's eyes burst into tears, and the bride before marriage was always nervous, excited and sensitive. She stood up suddenly, walked to Corotto, and gave him a tight hug.

Crotto Kataks hesitated for a moment, hugged her gently, listening to her cry, and finally said sincerely: "I wish you happiness, Cynthia!"

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The slave girl came to Christya and whispered a few words, Kristya breathed a sigh of relief.

After the slave girl left, she said to Agnes, who was sitting across from her, "Crotto took the helmet and went to Cynthia’s wedding room and left soon. The slave girl said he looked calm and nothing happened. What special thing..."

"Sister, I'll just say it's okay. Little Crowe is so sensible and strong in self-control. In a while, he will be able to completely overcome the impact of this incident on him, so don't worry!" Niss comforted her and said that although Croto Kataks’s biological mother was Kristia, Croto was closer to Agnes since he was a child. There are some things he prefers to say to Agnes, including He liked Cynthia, and it was Agnes who first noticed it first, so Agnese knew the child better.

Kristia sighed: "I hope so. You said, when Croto becomes an adult, should I find him a marriage earlier?"

"Sister, as little Kroe, I'm afraid you can't decide this matter." Agnes reminded. She knows it deeply. Back then, she was sent to Turei by her father without knowing it. Fortunately, Artenis blessed her......

"You're right, I'm so worried." Kristonia patted her forehead lightly. Indeed, Croto's marriage involves the stability and interests of the kingdom, and even the Senate will intervene in it.

"Sister, there is one thing I want you to refer to..." Agnes said in a deep voice.

"You said." Kristia was curious. Apart from caring about the children and Daves, Aegness usually has no desires and desires for other things. It is rare that she looks so cautious.

"For the past two years, I have been responsible for presiding over the main temple of Hera, and I feel that my energy is not as good as before. Now Cynthia is also married. I want her to come to the temple of Hera to help me and take over the post of high priest in the future... "

"Sister, as you just said, the position of the high priest of the Temple of Hera cannot be determined by you alone. You have to discuss it with our husband first!" Kristia reminded her.

Agnes was taken aback, and then she stopped talking.

It was Kristia who lightly covered her face with her left hand and sighed faintly: "Yes, we are all old..."

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With the company of two younger sisters, time flies quickly, and night has fallen, Cynthia drank two bowls of seafood oatmeal to fill up her stomach.

Christoya came in and took away the two little guys.

With the help of the slave girl, Cynthia put on her wedding makeup, and she became nervous again, because she knew that the wedding party was coming soon.

Fortunately, many Dionian citizen families have abandoned the tradition of citizen marriage in the Greek city-states. Before marriage, the girls have seen their future husbands in advance. Cynthia has been in love with Patroclus for many years, and there is no need to worry about whether her husband looks ugly or not.

At this time, she vaguely heard the noise outside the building, and the close-knit female slave also ran in and said excitedly: "Little master, here comes! Here comes!"

So Cynthia hurriedly put on her wedding dress. While waiting, she felt that the time was very long.

Soon, she heard the sound of pushing the door, and then a familiar voice rang in her ear: "Cynthia, here I am!"

She couldn't help standing up and stretched out her hand.

A scent of myrrh lingered in his nose, and Patroclus, who was also well-dressed, approached her, took her hand, and led her downstairs.