My mother's love song

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In the three days that followed, Rhodes and Tristan's relationship changed from inseparable master and servant who could talk about anything to strangers living together under the same roof.

They rarely spoke to each other, and communication was limited to the lowest level of necessities. After all, Tristan locked himself in his room all day making shoes.

Not only that, she also seemed to want to hide her interest from Rhodes.

After Rod entered the room one time, Tristan threw herself on the sewing tools in front of her in a panic, as if she was afraid that Rod would find out that she was making shoes recently.

Maybe you're worried about being laughed at by others?

As the daughter of the Queen of Britain, her hobby is making shoes that imitate pan-human history, which is indeed a bit funny.

It reminds me of the story of the French king who was keen on lock making and was eventually executed by the improved guillotine which he himself had a hand in designing.

If I told Tristan this story, she would definitely laugh for a long time, but forget it.

When Tristan glared at Rod and chased her out, the boy tactfully pretended he saw nothing.

On the other hand, without Tristan's willful orders all day long, Rhodes' life became much easier.

When he thought that he would be free again and leave this city forever in a few days, he felt even more elated.

Then, on the third night.

When Rhodes was about to go to bed, there was a knock on the door.

There were only two people living in this huge mansion, so it was obvious who was knocking on the door.

When I opened the door, I saw that it was indeed the female imp fairy knight whose relationship had become cold recently.

"I haven't slept yet."

Tristan pulled his crimson curly hair stiffly and spoke first with a wandering look in his eyes.

""

Rhodes was speechless for a long time, and finally uttered a word.

"I thought the call girl I ordered had arrived."

"Huh?... You idiot, why don't you just die?"

Tristan yelled with his eyes wide open, but soon looked away in shame.

The previous sentence was not a harsh sarcasm from Rhode, but Tristan's outfit tonight was really almost like a call girl providing door-to-door service.

The sexy and adult red dress was fixed on the girl's shoulders with only two ropes, leaving her entire shoulders and collarbones exposed to the air.

Rhodes had only seen such attire in brothels, and Tristan was not wearing any underwear under his nightgown.

The front of the nightgown was decorated with gorgeous and alluring lace, and the deep V design revealed large areas of fair skin. Coupled with Tristan's proud figure that was no less than her mother's, it made people really wonder where to put their eyes.

But if you let your eyes follow the plump and protruding chest downwards, you can see the vague curves of the female body reflected in the loose nightgown by the light, which is both provocative and suggestive.

Smelling the faint scent of perfume emanating from the red-haired fairy, the boy decided to break the silence.

"It's so late, what's wrong?"

The overly polite greeting caused Tristan's dissatisfaction. The girl frowned slightly and bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth.

Only then did Rhodes realize that the Fairy Knight had severe dark circles around his eyes on his delicate face.

Is this guy also staying up late at night making shoes?

While Rhodes was thinking this, Tristan pretended to cough lightly.

"To reward you for your hard work working beside me for more than a month, I specially prepared a gift for you today."

"Gift?"

Seeing Rhodes' curious expression, Tristan immediately perked up and generously presented the gift to him.

"........."

Rhodes was dumbfounded.

What Tristan placed in front of him was a pair of high heels.

The workmanship of the stitching and other aspects is very crude and it doesn't look like a high-end product.

“This is the first pair of shoes I made.”

Tristan said seriously, "It took me several days to complete it, and I made several mistakes along the way...

It’s really difficult... No, it’s nothing.

Rhodes, just accept it with gratitude. I'll make it clear in advance that if you dare to refuse, I'll kill you."

"........."

Rhodes showed a slightly troubled expression.

Is it normal for someone to give a boy high heels as a gift?

Even if you gave it to me, I wouldn't be able to wear it?

Rhode was troubled as to whether he should point this out to the son of the Fairy Queen.

Seeing the expectation in her eyes, it seemed that she was not trying to fool him.

After thinking for a moment, he took the shoes handed to him by Tristan.

"Then I will accept it with great gratitude."

After Rhodes accepted Tristan's gift, the girl looked relieved.

Freed from his restrained state, Tristan returned to his usual casual and willful self.

"I'm sorry to call you out so late for something as silly as this.

Don't worry about it. These shoes are of no use to you. Just throw them away when you feel they are a nuisance.

It's just that I was a little excited after completing my first job... Anyway, it was just a spur of the moment thing, so don't take it too seriously."

I don't take it to heart at all, Rod replied in his heart.

The gift had been delivered and the job should have been done, but Tristan didn't seem to have any intention of leaving.

The Fairy Knight continued to stand at the door of Rhodes' room, fiddling with his hair anxiously.

"What's wrong?" Rhodes asked.

"Hey, let me ask... Rhode, um, aren't you going to invite me to your room?"

Tristan looked over the boy's shoulder into the house, his beautiful gray eyes looking around excitedly.

"Okay, why are you still blocking the way here? Move aside, you bastard, and make me some tea.

You should feel extremely honored that Lord Tristan has visited the room of a mere human being."

"This isn't a good idea... It's so late, it's not time for tea anymore."

After Rhodes said this, Tristan frowned and said, "I have been feeling uneasy sleeping lately. I don't know why... I always feel uneasy.

Because you see, the security in New Darlington is also very poor, and there might be an assassin aiming at my life nearby, so let me stay in your room for a while."

Tristan's attack was fierce, but Rhodes' defense was stubborn.

"No, no, no, it would be more dangerous for you to stay in my room, right?"

I am the man who attacked you and your mother (Morgan's setting).

The Fairy Knight scowled impatiently: "I said it's okay, it's okay!

If you do anything bad, I'll smash your head with a hammer! That's all! Let me in!"

Although the girl became emotional, the boy remained very calm.

"Tristan, you have serious dark circles under your eyes. You probably haven't had a rest for a long time.

So go back to your room and have a good sleep. I will accompany you tomorrow."

Tristan stared at Rhodes with great anger, but he did not intend to back down.

Seeing that the tough attitude didn't work, the red-haired fairy quickly relaxed.

"It doesn't matter if I don't go back to my room tonight..."

The girl pursed her lips, revealing an expression that showed she had mustered up her courage, and murmured in a gentle tone that was inconsistent with her character.

"If Rod wants, I...I can also stay here overnight."

After blurting out these words, Tristan lowered his head in panic.

Her eyes were fixed on the ground, and her delicate face and cute fairy ears were flushed with a delicate blush.

What deeper meaning was contained in that sentence just now? Even Tintagel's magic pig could understand it.

"........."

Rhodes was silent.

To be honest, I'm excited.

If a princess from a country comes to your room dressed like a prostitute, hoping to spend the night with you, it would be strange if you are not excited.

What's more, although Tristan is a British fairy, her appearance and figure are impeccable and full of charm.

Although unlikely, she also claimed to be a virgin.

The usually domineering female ghost is now begging him humbly, which makes him feel particularly excited.

but

In the girl's expectant and shy eyes, Rhodes said calmly: "I'll take you back to your room."

"…………ah."

It was a groan that sounded like it was about to vomit out its internal organs.

Tristan's sigh was filled with disappointment.

"No need, I... can go back by myself."

"Are you okay? Let me take you back to your room."

"No need really."

Tristan weakly pushed away the extended hand, shook his head, then turned and left, leaving behind his beautiful back looking distraught.

"So, what should I do with this pair of shoes? I'll make them as a gift or something...

Unlike her appearance, the princess is surprisingly old-fashioned on the inside. "

After closing the door, Rhodes looked at the gift left by Tristan.

This is a pair of high heels with very crude workmanship, and the stitching at the leather joints is also crooked.

After all, this was just a debut work made by a fan who was getting into it for the first time. Before this, Tristan, the son of the queen, had never held a needle and thread.

During his pilgrimage of the Fairy Calendar, Rhodes was accompanied by Tetrot, the best tailor in Britain, and Hector, a clever earth fairy who had a high level of tailoring even though his main professional talent was forging.

The two of them helped Rhodes' two wives, Ash and Bawanshi, make wedding dresses.

After all, they had to travel and fight monsters during the day, and they only had time to do handicrafts at night. It took nearly two weeks to make the two dresses.

During this period, Bavanshi also expressed her desire to help, but was rejected by Tetrot on the grounds that "the bride will be unhappy if she sews her own wedding dress!"

"I don't know what everyone is doing. Are Habe and Hector assisting Altria well?

Oh, right, I have to deal with this first, so I can do whatever I want with it, right?"

While muttering, Rhodes glanced at the trash can in the corner of the room.

"Haha, even I'm not that evil..."

After settling down, Rod continued the work he had done before Tristan's visit.

He continued to pack the clothes and other items he would take with him when he left New Darlington in two days, and also stuffed the shoes Tristan had given him into the suitcase.

Ps. It won’t be a knife, the next chapter will be sugar.