She walked briskly down the corridor excitedly, her wide dress fluttering upwards in the wind, setting her off like an angel descending.

The lady-in-waiting hurriedly followed, and was not relieved until the queen finally stopped.

At this time, she had already come to the outside of the council chamber, and she had never been so unexpectedly before, but this time she stopped and stood in front of the huge mirror to carefully look at herself in the mirror.

"You're such a beautiful queen." The lady-in-waiting also looked at the queen and admired it sincerely, and then she said in a very low voice, "Only a regent can have such beauty." ”

With a hint of pride and pride, she walked to the door and took a soft breath before motioning for the guards to open the door.

The low voices in the council hall fell silent all of a sudden, and all eyes were on the door.

Today's council hall was full of people, and a large number of nobles who would not normally appear had gathered inside.

Seeing Jisha slowly walking in from outside the door, everyone's eyes couldn't help but move with her steps.

At last, Josha walked to the throne, and instead of sitting down immediately, her eyes swept over the faces of everyone she could see.

After that, she slowly sat down on the throne.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but her current appearance has become different from before in the eyes of many people.

"Alexander is about to return to Barriaridot," and without waiting for the men to speak, "he has triumphed, and he has won over Ferdinand, and I wonder how you will welcome your king back?" ”

Someone in the crowd gasped slightly, and at this moment everyone felt the powerful aura of this queen.

She did not mention that she was the heir of Aragon, but instead reminded everyone once again that Alexander was actually their monarch.

When the contents of the Treaty of Gawell were made public, many Castilians wondered if Josa would change her attitude as she became the future queen of Aragon.

But now she has proved to everyone with practical actions that she is still the sister who will spare no effort to protect her brother's interests.

It is not surprising that some people who know more or less about this point, or who have already guessed about the father of her child, on the contrary, it gives them evidence to prove their suspicions.

Visa looked at the people with a slightly playful gaze, she knew very well what they were thinking, and she knew what some of them were thinking, but she didn't care, she didn't worry.

When she was only a Countess of Cosenza, she dared to lead an expedition to the Balkans.

In the face of the elite of the Ottoman Empire, she personally went to the battlefield, displayed extraordinary command skills, and won a brilliant victory.

Isn't all this more difficult for her now?

She then became the queen of Naples, and it was at that time that she seized the opportunity to unify all of Sicily in one fell swoop.

Then, instead of backing down because of the danger, she chose to march into Liberia.

At the Battle of Seville, she defeated the almost invincible Gonzalo, which is still a miraculous victory.

So what did she have to worry about, her child was destined to become a monarch who was completely different, because he had two of the most illustrious parents in the world.

"My brother will be a great king," said Josha, rising from his throne, "and perhaps some of you may still doubt my words, but I ask you to remember all that I have said today, and one day you will be proud to serve such a monarch, for it is enough to make you equally famous in the annals of history." ”

The nobles looked at the queen in amazement, shocked by her words, and at the same time heard a faint warning.

Gazing at those people, and then gently moving away, Jisha looked at everyone in front of her, she knew that she was clearly expressing this attitude of support for Alexander, and at the same time, she also deeply felt the difficulties that Alexander had faced.

There were many problems with Castile and Aragon, which could not even be solved by the two of them succeeding to the throne.

Isabella and Ferdinand, who had just come out, did this, but they never solved any problems.

And what about himself and Alexander, will they also fall into this quagmire?

She senses the difficulties she will face in the future, but this also fuels her competitive spirit.

Let's take on this challenge together, dear brother, and let everyone see the miracles we can create!

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Barendi stood in the familiar vault, her gaze sweeping every corner of the room, every piece of furniture and the books she had read so many times.

It was in this room that she and Alexander spent sleepless nights, where they enjoyed life with only two people behind closed doors, and at that time she only remembered that she was the wife of that man, and Alexander was the only one in his heart at that time.

It was such a fond memory that when Alexander left, she would come to the vault alone for a long time when she remembered the sweet old days between the two of them.

Ashley, dressed in travel attire, knocked on the door and walked in, and couldn't help but feel a little anxious when she saw that Barendi still seemed to be unhurried.

"My lady, if you don't hurry up and get ready, we'll probably be leaving after dark, or just tomorrow morning."

Seeing Ashley's anxious expression, Barendi couldn't help but be a little amused.

She knew that Ashley was anxious to reunite with Oflai, but looking at her overly anxious look, it seemed like she was worried about something.

"Of course I'm worried about Madame," said Ashley justifiably, "and who knows if there are any women who want to seduce him, and know that a GI like him is no match for those women." ”

Listening to Ashley's evaluation of the chief of staff of Rome Thesia and the allied forces like an ordinary private, Barendi suddenly felt a little envious of Ashley.

In Ashley's eyes, Ofleiil always seemed to be the coy soldier who secretly threw stones under the window of his room, but to Barondi, Alexander was no longer the little country lord he had seen in Rome who looked like he had never seen the world.

Barendi had received a letter from Alexandria that she was leaving for Castile, and that her separation of more than two years was finally coming to an end.

Barendi knew that Tsusha was in Castile now, which made her feel a little weird.

For the soon-to-be-become queen of Castile, Barenti felt lucky at the same time, but she couldn't help but be secretly anxious.

When she heard the news of Josha's pregnancy, her anxiety and urgency became even more obvious, so she even quietly approached Gina Brigitte, who was studying at the Pavia Medical College, to get some professional help from her.

But it was clear that the future female doctor was more familiar with corpses, bones, or how to get out human organs than how to make a child, so Barondi knew nothing.

She also quietly prayed to God for a child, but these people were not a difficult task for her alone, and now she could finally go to Alexander's side, but she began to worry about whether she was suitable for pregnancy.

"God, give me a child, it's more important than anything else." After praying one last prayer to the cross on the wall of the vault, Barondi glanced at the room again and then went out into the hallway accompanied by Ashley.

To her surprise, the hallway was filled with people, Bishop Montina, the local squires, and more importantly, the officers of the army.

"Madame, you are leaving," the bishop looked at Barendi with a little emotion, this priest from a country church never thought that he would one day become a diocesan bishop, this is all with the help of the Duchess, and just a short time ago the Duchess told him that she had written to recommend the bishop to the Vatican to take up his post, "I don't know when we will meet again." ”

"If God gives us this opportunity, we will meet again, Lord Bishop," Barendi said to the Bishop with a smile, and then her gaze swept over the others, looking at these familiar faces, Barendi felt that what she had done before was not for nothing, "I think I will be back soon, and don't forget, I am still your Duchess." ”

"Then we will be addressing you as Your Majesty."

A nobleman smiled and saluted Barondi, and his words made Barondi smile, and she nodded softly and frequently to the men, and with everyone's respect, she came to the carriage that was already waiting.

Everyone bowed to the Duchess again, wishing her a smooth journey, and as the vanguard of the avant-garde blew the horn, the 2,100-man hunting guard began to set off slowly.

The huntsmen consisted of 400 Agri and 1,700 Balkans, and when it came time to select soldiers, Barentia followed Alexander's previous instructions and selected veterans who had fought many battles.

"Although Agri and the Balkans have already enlisted this year's recruits as they are required, I still advise you to recruit as many veterans as possible, because in addition to the fact that these soldiers are more loyal, their experience is what I need now, and the recruits obviously do not have these advantages," Alexander explained to the Governor the reason for his decision, "I need them to be seeds, not just my guards." ”

Barondi could understand why Alexander was so anxious to build a new army as soon as possible, and that she had already begun to wonder whether she should help her husband train the Castilian army into a satisfactory force as soon as possible, especially after hearing about the successive victories of the Sicilian army.

The route from Montina to Pisa was all too familiar to the hunters, many of whom had come from Pisa to Montina with Alexander, but now they were leaving.

Lucrezia, who had already received the news, personally led the Pisan nobles out of the city to greet her, and when she saw Barentia, she could clearly see her unconcealable joy on her face, which made Lucrezia feel a little immortal in her heart.

"Don't worry, Alexander will come to see you soon," Barondi did not hesitate to comfort other women with beautiful words, and she even regarded this as a sign of her victory, "Don't deny it, he is fascinated by you." ”

Barondi's words made Lucrezia instinctively want to show a proud look, but then she was helplessly deflated.

She didn't even know if Alexander was still in love with her, and if she did, then why left her alone in Pisa, but if she didn't, what about the passionate and more often red-faced letters Alexander wrote to her from time to time?

Lucrezia shook her head in chagrin, she was sad and annoyed that Alexander had left her, but she was swayed by this wonderful feeling.

Barendi seemed to see Lucrezia's troubles, and she looked at the Pope's daughter with some pity, her husband was really a man who gave women a headache.

That evening, a great dinner was held in the royal palace of Pisa, and everyone did their best to greet the future queen.

At the same time, the pizza people are also very excited.

With the departure of Jossa and Barendi, Lucrezia's position in Italy naturally came to the fore.

As the queen of Sicily, although her status is noble, her main influence is in southern Italy, while Barentia will travel to Iberia because she will soon become queen of Castile.

In this way, Lucrezia's identity as the Duchess of Pisa and Florence is particularly important.

There is even speculation that perhaps Lucrezia may succeed Barendie as Alexander's agent in Italy.

For this meal, countless people have their own thoughts and plans.

And after the feast, Barendi, who was about to go back to her room to rest, said to Lucrezia: "You should be glad that there is a man who can protect you all the time to solve those problems for you, but you really need to be smarter in the future, even if it is for your children." ”

Early in the morning, the busy docks are crowded with people who have come to the port to watch the Duchess see off the Duchess of Thesia.

Bands of guards guarded the main road on the docks, and when the sound of the horn came from a distance, people saw the familiar figure of the hunters.

Bands of hunters and guards walked up to the docks.

The soldiers were supposed to be on board the ship the night before, but Barondy changed her mind on the fly.

She was going to leave the land in the most glorious way, so that the people of this country, even after many years, would not be able to forget the Duchess of Rome Thesia!

The winter sea was cold and windy, but Barendi stood at the bow of the boat and excitedly breathed in the sea breeze with a strong fishy smell.

In the fog, there was only a gray shadow left in Pisa behind him, and the sea in the distance was ethereal.

Barendi looked back behind her, then turned to look ahead, and muttered to herself in a low but unwavering voice: "Castile, I'm coming." ”