78. One step away

"Rowan, something's wrong."

At the hotel, the doorman found Rowan.

Rowan followed him to the open space behind the restaurant and saw his uncle's horse painted green.

The mouth was painted red, the eye circles were drawn, and the mane and tail were tied with colorful bows.

There is a black lightning and skull painted on the thighs and sides of the body, and the words "Beware of Jewish Horses" were written on it.

Has the German trend spread to us?

Rowan stepped forward to help his uncle tie up the horse, "Look at the makeup they put on you... It's actually quite beautiful, uncle."

"well."

Uncle sighed, "Another bunch of barbarians, Jewish horses? How stupid."

"Forget it, uncle, don't mind it, they are always like this."

"Maybe. Rowan, you have to get used to it. They will treat you the same way in the future."

"To me?"

Rowan couldn't help laughing: "I'm Iooking forward to how they're going to put on my makeup."

"I'll clean it tomorrow morning. Come on, let's go, uncle. We need you for the engagement ceremony. We have a lot of work ahead."

When we returned to the hotel, we heard exclamations from the door. Many guest s looked over there and greeted them with smiles.

Rowan looked over there, and in his heart he felt as if he had seen the flower of the earth.

A mother and daughter walked into th e hall entrance.

The daughter's black hair falls down smoothly, looking classic and lazy.

Her eyes, full of innocence and purity, were as beautiful as gems, but the faint sadness seemed to hide a whirlpool in the sea, making it almost impossible for the viewer to take their eyes away, adding a touch of fragility and beauty, so beautiful that it was difficult to notice what kind of dress and accessories she was wearing.

Rowan recognized the girl, his Princess Dora.

The heroine appears...

Rowan was about to turn around to get ready when Dora suddenly looked at him.

Their eyes met for a moment, and then froze.

Even when she was dragged away by her mother to socialize with other people, she was still watching Rowan out of the corner of her eye.

After the social event, Dora wanted to Iook for Rowan but couldn't find him any more.

The hall was a scene of noisy celebrati on.

The sound of cups clinking was mixed in with the laughter and chatter.

The ladies, dressed in gorgeous, bare- chested clothes, and their jewels set off the gentlemen's exquisite ties.

But there was no sign of Rowan.

Another unexpected encounter? Or...

Hope surged in Dora's sad heart, and she followed her mother to the long table.

After chatting for a while, a waiter put a chocolate cake in front of Dora, but she was still looking for Rowan so she didn't notice it.

Rudolph next to him glanced and said, "Hello, Princess."

"What?"

Dora turned around abruptly: "What did you say?"

Rudolph was a little puzzled by her reaction: "Hello, Princess...it says on the cake, didn't you see it?"

Dora looked over and saw words written in cream on the cake: Hello, Princess.

This bad guy...

Dora looked around, her eyes full of smiles, and she was a little curious about what he would do.

"Sorry sorry!"

At this moment, she suddenly heard a noise and turned around to see a man with his back to her, apologizing to the card magician.

It seemed that he accidentally hit the card magician's back, and the cards flew out and fell on the floor and under the table.

It was just a silhouette from behind, but she could identify the identity: Rowan.

"I'll do it, don't worry, I'll pick it up."

Rowan bent to pick up the cards.

Dora saw him disappear under the table.

She suddenly had a bold idea.

She glanced at the others.

On one side, the mother was chatting with another noble lady, and Rudolph was loudly announcing his engagement.

She was indispensable, but no one paid attention to her at the moment and arranged everything for her on their own.

The idea became more and more pro minent.

After only half a second of hesitation, Dora sprang into action and slid under the table.

Under the table, she and Rowan stared at each other again.

Rowan smiled and said, "Ah~Princess, you are here too."

Dora smiled even more widely, and crawled towards him on her knees like a lazy and noble cat.

When they were close together, Dora kissed Rowan on the lips without hesitatio n.

A long kiss.

After the two separated, she said seriously, "Take me away."

After saying that, she turned around and slowly backed away, smiled back, waved at him, and then went out.

"Dora, my child, what are you doing?"

"I lost a button, but I have found it."

A conversation between mother and daughter could be heard on the table.

Rowan touched his lips and said to himself: "Take me away..."

He laughed, got out from the table and returned the cards to the magician.

Boom boom!

The drums are beating.

The trumpet sounded.

The musicians suddenly started beating the rhythm and playing pleasant African music.

Four Africans in traditional costumes came down the stairs carrying a wooden frame with a huge Ethiopian cake on it.

The band leader spoke into the microphone: "Now the hotel manager has a surprise for everyone, a giant Ethiopian cake!"

Everyone applauded and cheered.

The native soldier adjusted his direction and aimed at the dining table where Dora was.

But at this moment, a man on horseback came in.

Rowan was in his waiter's uniform, while the horse looked like a green locust.

It's an absurd and surreal combination, but the handsome face and elegant temper ament somehow make people feel that the knight is like a noble prince.

Rowan tipped his hat to Dora.

Dora smiled brightly.

Everyone was so shocked that they fell into silence. Leonhard rode his horse around the hall, took the champagne from the gentleman who was opening the bottle, and gestured to the band: "Keep playing!"

The band thought it was a show, and played "One Step Away" which someone had arranged to rehearse before the banquet.

Amid the cheerful music, Rowan rode to the table and held out his hand to Dora: "Please, Princess."

"This is..."

Everyone was confused. Isn't this a show?

Just then, Dora took off the headdress her mother made her wear.

She stepped onto the chair and climbed onto the table, then firmly grasped Rowan's hand: "Rowan, take me away."

"As you wish, Princess."

Rowan pulled the princess into his arms.

Just as he was about to leave, Rowan suddenly remembered something and handed the champagne bottle to Rudolf: "Congratulations."

Rudolph, who was one step away from Dora, took it subconsciously, and kept asking himself where he had seen this man before.

The band played cheerful music crazily again.

After passing the distance, Rowan carried Dora towards the door.

"It's you!"

Rudolph finally remembered, stood up suddenly and tried to chase after him.

pop!

With just the right amount of shaking, the champagne cork was suddenly pushed out by the wine in the bottle, shooting towards the ceiling like a bullet, and then heavily falling on the neck of the fake ostrich.

The big ostrich egg fell from the fake ostrich's mouth and hit poor Rudolph hard on the head, staining his face and clothes.

Rudolph tried to wipe it awkwardly but couldn't get it clean. Looking at the two people getting farther and farther away, his eyes turned red with anger.

He jumped up on the table like a gust of wind, and then jumped down from the table to chase the person who escaped: "Dora!"

He ran out, and the others followed subconsciously.

The band continued to play.

Four men in native clothes stood there motionless, carrying wooden stands with cakes on their shoulders.

The ostrich on the cake looked dead, with its mouth wide open.

His uncle and friends stood by with smiles on their faces.

When they reached the door, the two couple were nowhere to be seen.

At the doorstep.

Rowan got down from his horse and helped Dora down from it.

Dora was still unsatisfied: "I thought it would be a white horse."

Rowan reached into his pocket for his keys. "Green is healthier. Do you like gree n plants? I'll show you the greenhouse."

Pushing open the door, Leonhard turne d around and smiled at Dora, but she had already walked in on her own and entered the greenhouse as if she were entering her own home.

Rowan's heart was beating fast. He pursed his lips and followed her in.

"Are you ready?"

...

At daybreak, a six-year-old boy walked out of the greenhouse door, with a small tin tank dragged behind him by a thin rope.

He almost ran out, tripped and fell, but stood up immediately.

His parents, who were waiting for him by the car at the doorstep, came over.

Dora helped the child sit down and sat in the passenger seat herself.

Rowan kissed the child: "Did you lose something?"

The son nodded vigorously: "My tank is lost!"

"Your tank is right behind you."

"ah!"

The son looked down and looked as if he had discovered a new world.

Dora said seriously, "Put down the tank! Hurry up, we're going to be late for elementary school!"

"Then daddy has to hurry up, come on daddy!"

"Rowan, let's go."

"Yes, Princess." Rowan took off his hat gracefully.

The tank was abandoned and the car carrying the family of three drove towards the primary school.