CA - Chapter 255

Chapter 255

After attending the new Pope's coronation, Delphine and her people stayed at the Holy See for nearly a month before returning to their territory. With them was a vibrant Tree of Life.

A healthy Tree of Life brought hope to the Elf Race. Although the battle in the Shas Principality had cost them many more of their kin, the arrival of this Tree of Life also brought them new life.

The Elves truly returned to the peaceful and beautiful life Delphine had always hoped for.

With no internal strife or external threats, Delphine's life became leisurely. She would teach the young elves archery and prune the Tree of Life's branches and leaves. The whole day would pass just like that, and she was very content.

This was the kind of life Elves were meant to live.

After the darkness was driven from the continent, the Elf Fruits began to nurture normal elves once more. New life started to appear among the clan. With time on her hands, Delphine browsed through ancient texts and discovered that the Elves used to plant Twin Trees for young elves before they were born.

This tradition had been maintained until a thousand years ago. After the Elves began to have difficulty reproducing, very few of them actively planted Twin Trees anymore.

After reading the ancient texts, Delphine searched for some Twin Tree seeds, deciding to revive this tradition.

Elves are naturally close to nature. No matter how difficult a plant was to grow, it was easy in their hands. Only three days after Delphine planted the Twin Tree seeds, little green sprouts emerged from the ground.

She used a large leaf to water the small green sprouts. A gaze was fixed on her from behind. Delphine didn't turn around, simply waving behind her and saying with a smile, "Where have you been running off to lately?"

Patricia jumped down from a tree. She lowered her eyes to stare at the little green sprouts, her tone somewhat cold. "You still care where I go."

Delphine gave her a strange look. "What's wrong with you?"

Patricia turned her head away, not looking at her. But she didn't leave, just standing there without a word.

Delphine deliberately sighed, feigning a complaint. "I asked you to bring the Dark Elves back, and you wouldn't. Now you're throwing a tantrum at me. Do you not want to be my guardian anymore?"

Patricia's expression changed slightly. She denied it with a stern face, "No... I'm not angry with you."

It was clearly Delphine who had been ignoring her, and... Patricia thought of something, her face darkening. She asked sourly, "What did that new Pope give you?"

A white crystal. Not only had Delphine brought it back like a treasure, but she also went to touch it every day after returning. And now she was even planting a Twin Tree.

One had to know, this was... Patricia's face turned as grim as water as a thought struck her. When she and Delphine had conceived the next Elf Queen, Delphine had shown no intention of planting a Twin Tree.

Delphine had no idea Patricia was jealous. Thinking she was just curious about the crystal's origin, she replied with a smile, "Someone entrusted it to Grace to give to the Elf Race."

"I discovered it can protect the Tree of Life from the corruption of darkness. If only we had found it sooner." Then the Elf Race wouldn't have ended up like this.

"But the dark days are over." Delphine crooked a finger at Patricia. "Come take a look at this Twin Tree."

"In a little while, many young elves will be born in our clan. I want to give these Twin Trees to them as gifts."

Patricia froze for a moment, then said in a low voice, "For the young elves? It's not for yourself...?"

Halfway through, she realized she had spoken her thoughts aloud and quickly shut her mouth.

For herself? Delphine looked at Patricia with a peculiar expression and teased, "What are you thinking about?"

Patricia avoided Delphine's gaze, the tips of her ears slightly red. She feigned composure and replied, "Nothing."

Delphine watched her with a half-smile. Although she said nothing, Patricia felt as if she had been seen through, which made her feel a bit flustered.

She turned her head away and strode off, her figure quickly disappearing into the woods.

Delphine looked at her retreating back, then at the little green sprout, and thoughtfully stroked her chin.

Patricia stayed out by herself until evening. Although Delphine had suggested she and the Dark Elves move into the territory, Patricia had discussed it with the others and was still worried their presence might affect the Tree of Life, so they chose to continue living outside the territory.

Only Patricia lived in the territory, but she didn't have her own treehouse. Every night, she would lie down on Delphine's roof to sleep.

For an elf accustomed to sleeping in trees, a roof was also a very nice place to rest. Patricia lay on her back, hands cushioned behind her head, gazing at the star-filled night sky. Her long, silver-gray hair cascaded down her arms and spread across the roof.

A few muffled thuds of a wooden cup hitting a table came from the treehouse beneath her. Patricia frowned, hesitated for a moment, then rolled over, dropped down, and pushed the door open to enter.

Delphine was sitting inside, drinking flower nectar. Seeing Patricia come in, she smiled at her. "Care for a drink? You're not a little elf anymore, Patricia."

Patricia: "..."

She hated that nickname. Patricia strode over to sit opposite Delphine, picked up the wooden cup on the table, and drank all the flower nectar inside in one gulp.

Delphine propped her chin on one hand, watching Patricia, and couldn't help but lower her head and laugh.

Delphine loved to laugh, but she rarely laughed this happily. Patricia watched her with confusion. After a moment, she noticed something was off. "You..."

Delphine's cheeks were flushed, and the tips of her ears were also tinged with red. Patricia's gaze shifted downward and saw that her neck was also a little pink. She stared blankly for a moment.

A cloyingly sweet fragrance lingered in the room. Patricia looked around, and her gaze landed on two baskets of flower petals placed by the head of the bed, and there it stayed.

"Twin Flowers." Delphine reached out and placed a hand on Patricia's arm, saying with a smile, "I went out specifically to find these. What do you think? Is the fragrance to your liking?"

Though there was clothing between them, Patricia felt a burning heat from Delphine's palm. And perhaps influenced by the floral scent, she found Delphine's voice even sweeter than the nectar she had just drunk. "You..."

She stared at Delphine, her expression stiff, completely unsure how to respond.

"Don't you want Twin Flowers?" Delphine's lips curved into a smile as she teased, "Are you scared? Right, you only just came of age. You have no experience at all..."

Before she could finish, her wrist was suddenly seized. Patricia's face was grim as she asked in a low voice, "Do you have a lot of experience?"

She's been running herself ragged for the sake of the Elf Race all this time. Even conceiving the next Elf Queen was done in the simplest way possible.

Delphine smiled faintly and calmly tucked a strand of hair behind her ear with her other hand. "I am older than you," she said softly.

Patricia snorted, but the grip on Delphine's wrist involuntarily tightened. For Elves, Twin Flowers were for pleasure. Unless one consumed the fruit that counteracted them, it was impossible to escape the restlessness brought on by their fragrance.

Every elf kept the counteracting fruit in their Space Gem, but Patricia had no intention of taking it out now.

She lifted her eyes to gaze at Delphine's face, her fingertips rubbing Delphine's wrist as if in question.

Delphine chuckled lightly, took the initiative to pull Patricia to her feet, and then embraced her as they fell onto the bed.

"I will guide you." Delphine's hand rested on Patricia's waist, eager to move. Her light green eyes were exceptionally bright. "I am older than you."

She tried to push Patricia off of her, but failed after several attempts. Delphine looked up at her in confusion, only to have her lips suddenly captured in a kiss, stunning her for a moment.

The sweet taste of flower nectar spread through her mouth. Delphine's breathing grew a little ragged. She tried to shy away from Patricia's clinging kiss, her voice unsteady as she insisted, "I will guide you."

Patricia pinned her wrists, her gaze deep as she stared at her for a moment. Suddenly, she grabbed Delphine's hand and placed it on her own skirt. "You do it," she said in a low voice.

Delphine's hand was forced to press against her own sash. She was a little bewildered. "Huh?"

"Aren't you going to guide me? I'll watch carefully."

Delphine: "..."

That wasn't what she meant! Her guidance wasn't supposed to be teaching Patricia how to sleep with her!

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