12-第八章：我猜你肯定会觉得这永远都不会发生......(12)
’ ‘Alv-i-i-innn…’ warned the Witch Excellinor, her mouth stretched in a warning grin. ‘Patience, my sweetest… Patience, my darling…’ Alvin recalled himself with an effort. He mentally
added the Druid Guardian to his Executions List. And then he swallowed his irritation and grovelled cringingly. ‘I am sorry, Your Worshipfulness… I forgot myself for a moment… I am so keen, you see, to assume the responsibilities of Kingship… and get you your freedom of course…’ ‘freedom…’ whispered the Druid Guardian longingly. Who was he to quarrel with the will of the gods? And if the will of the gods came in the unpalatable form of Alvin the Treacherous, why then, it would at least grant him his freedom and
his eyesight, right at the end of his life, to see the world for the very first time… The Throne of the Wilderwest had been carried by two strong men up to the dais in the centre of the room, and for the first time in a century, the Throne was back in its rightful place, looking out over Grimbeard’s kingdom. The Druid Guardian cleared his throat and threw up his arms, to begin the sacred words of the Crowning Ceremony. Two minutes earlier, Hiccup had landed up to his waist in a large bog.
added the Druid Guardian to his Executions List. And then he swallowed his irritation and grovelled cringingly. ‘I am sorry, Your Worshipfulness… I forgot myself for a moment… I am so keen, you see, to assume the responsibilities of Kingship… and get you your freedom of course…’ ‘freedom…’ whispered the Druid Guardian longingly. Who was he to quarrel with the will of the gods? And if the will of the gods came in the unpalatable form of Alvin the Treacherous, why then, it would at least grant him his freedom and
his eyesight, right at the end of his life, to see the world for the very first time… The Throne of the Wilderwest had been carried by two strong men up to the dais in the centre of the room, and for the first time in a century, the Throne was back in its rightful place, looking out over Grimbeard’s kingdom. The Druid Guardian cleared his throat and threw up his arms, to begin the sacred words of the Crowning Ceremony. Two minutes earlier, Hiccup had landed up to his waist in a large bog.
【究惑 / R】永远
