Chapter 858: In this life, only for her!

"Princess, I just got word that Wilfrid is dead."

Silvia's small hand holding the comb stalled.

"Wilfrid is dead, and the Codling Family is the first to stand up for Dudley as king, so to speak, and now Spain is already preparing for the succession ceremony, Dudley is going to be the new king of Spain!"

Silvia is not surprised, after his blackening Dudley wants both the kingdom and the beauty, and now that Spain is in turmoil, it is the perfect time for him to take power.

He had killed Mr Aldred with his own hands and she would never forgive him for that.

"Understood, no need to inform me of his news in future."

"Yes."

"By the way, has there been any news of Toland lately?"

Of the three children she'd had, Baile was unpredictable and at home in all directions, the stars didn't need to be worried and were always with Arlette, but Toland...

When Aldred was still alive, he had sent Toland to one of the world's top closed schools for the gifted and talented, where the training was devilish and Toland had adapted quite well and had no contact with his family, Silvia was a little worried and missed little Toland a little.

Hamling shook his head, "Princess, there has been no word from His Highness Toland."

Silvia felt a little lost, both her sons were so independent and didn't need her anymore.

"Go to bed early, Princess, tomorrow is the Queen's ceremony."

Silvia has officially inherited the Queen's throne.

...

Spain.

Late at night, it was surprisingly snowing outside.

Snow the size of goose feathers fell from the sky, quickly covering the earth in a crystalline layer of snowy white.

Dudley walked out and stood at the top of the tiered steps, looking down from the centre of power.

He was looking out over the whole world.

At that moment Amos came over and draped a black cloak over the man's handsome shoulders, "My lord, it's snowing and cold, let's go back."

The black cloak set Dudley's handsome face in a more and more glorious light, and he looked up, looking at the white snow flying in the sky.

Ahem.

The lonely night loomed down in a dreary haze.

Dudley stood alone in the snowy night and coughed twice.

Amos couldn't resist the sadness in his heart, he knew his master wouldn't last much longer.

"What are you thinking about, my lord?" Amos asked.

Thinking about what?

Dudley slowly curled his thin lips as his eyes passed over the carriage flowers, hastily skimming over the 27 years.

His father Orson, his mother Lynn, his elder brother Aldred, his aunt Antonia, and his grandmother...

Finally, he thought of Silvia.

Silvia was all that was good and warm in his heart, and he loved her.

But then, she was gone.

"What time is it?" He opened his mouth to ask.

"Back to my lord, it's twelve o'clock."

Twelve o'clock?

Amos hesitated, then spoke, "My lord, tonight is New Year's Eve, Silvia has officially ascended to the throne as Queen, and this night she will be accompanying her people across the New Year."

With that Amos handed over a video and Dudley dropped her eyes to see it -

The ancient kingdom of Loulan was filled with stars tonight, and all the people were gathered in the square, looking at the big LCD screen and shouting with excitement - five, four, three, two, one!

At the front of the camera, a small, dusty face with a crown in her long, dark hair, suddenly squeezed in, and she did a double yea to the camera, shouting happily - "New Year's Eve!

All the people began to cheer, and then bang, bang, bang, the sky rang with unbelievable fireworks, which exploded and fell like meteors.

Dudley's eyes seemed to fix on her glowing, happy little face, and then he curled his lips faintly.

A smile.

His short life had been spent guarding this smiling face of hers.

He had promised to give her half a lifetime of light in exchange for her years of recklessness and unbroken love.

And he had done it.

He became the king of Spain and she became the queen of the ancient kingdom of Loulan.

He took the name "Felipe" from Aldred, he drew the Regulus sword for her, and tonight, his departure would take away all the blood feuds between Spain and Loulan, and the days would return to peace, and life would flow on in the future.

How wonderful.

Ahem.

Dudley coughed twice more.

Amos' eyes were red, for he too had sensed that his master's time had come tonight, "Master, if you want to see Miss. Silvia, we can go and meet."

It would be a completion to be by the side of the one you loved.

Dudley shook his head slowly, "Forget it."

Amos wanted to say something else, but all the words stuck in his throat and not a single word came out.

At that moment a childish voice came to his ears, "Uncle."

Dudley turned around and there was little Toland.

Tonight little Toland was also wearing a black cloak and he stood there quietly, his eyes so deep and blue at such a young age that one dared not look at them.

"Toland, come here." Dudley's cool black eyes lit up as he stood on the throne of supremacy and extended his large hand to little Toland, "Toland, come to little Uncle."

Amos stepped back as he looked up, only to see little Toland step away, step by step, up the steps to the path of royal power woven with blood and flowers.

Amos was shocked, he was only a few years old, but he could already see in this child the cold and murderous figure of an emperor.

Little Toland walked over and Dudley took his little hand, and as the two stood on the castle, Dudley smiled slowly, "Toland, from now on... this place is yours, I think, you were made for it."

Little Toland looked up at Dudley with his still young face, "Little Uncle, I feel bad for you right now."

Dudley stroked his little head gently with his big hand, "Toland, you don't understand yet, Little Uncle is very good."

"I can tell mummy."

Dudley shook her head, "No, don't say anything."

With that, Dudley turned to leave.

...

Dudley went back into his room and he pushed open the door to the back room when a fresh breeze blew in and the room was full of red beans in bloom.

No one knew that Dudley had planted his backyard full of red beans.

Now the red beans are in bloom.

Dudley walks in, his cool and flamboyant figure weaving in and out of the red beans. He reaches out with his white, clean fingers to pick a red bean and tosses it into his palm.

The red bean was full of love that he could not speak of.

He suddenly remembered the day of his wedding, when she dressed him in the phoenix cape, and he used the wedding scale to lift her red head, and in the light of the waving candles, her stunningly beautiful face was like water.

He had always thought it was true.

He felt that she was already his wife.

--Life is a love affair, one who does not know how to love, one who loves most, and how can one end well?

Dudley gently closed his eyes, destiny is irreversible, life has come full circle, trekking through mountains and waters unseen, life is like a sea of clouds and smoke, this life, only for her!