wake

Angelina felt like she was locked in a dark room. It was cold and quiet. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't get out. She couldn't see any hope for the future. At this time, a source of heat approached Angelina. She hugged the sudden source of heat tightly. She remembered the little bear in her boudoir in the palace. It was knitted by her mother when she was a child. The smooth and cute little bear became warm after her mentor engraved a heating formation on it. From then on, Angelina hugged the little bear before going to bed until her tenth birthday.

The first time Angelina regained consciousness was when Locke fed her last night. She only regained some consciousness, but she still didn't have the strength to open her eyes. Her innate mental power and acquired magic cultivation gave her a strong spirit and will, but it didn't give her physical strength.

When she was hungry and cold, she could feel some warm, fragrant food near her mouth, but she didn't even have the strength to open her mouth. I'm probably going to die, Angelina thought to herself. Her mentor said that after death, a person would turn into a spirit and live in the world for half an hourglass before dissipating. Thinking of her own outcome, Angelina felt a sense of loss and calmness. She was like an outsider watching her own death, unable to do anything. She was the first princess to starve and freeze to death. Angelina silently mocked herself.

But the truth was so ingenious. Just as Angelina was about to give up on herself, a warm mouth pried open her pearly white teeth, and a trace of sweet and salty food poured into her mouth. Her body reacted naturally and she swallowed the food. Before she could react, another bite was taken, and another. Angelina, who had never had much contact with others, was numb by the inexplicable series of events at this time. She could feel the beard on her chin stinging her neck. Of course, she guessed that the guy who violated her was a man.

Angelina had rejected the man very strongly. She would rather starve to death than be molested by a man she didn't know in this way. She had never been humiliated like this before. Unfortunately, her body was so weak that she didn't even have the strength to move her teeth. Otherwise, she would have bitten off the guy's tongue that had entered her mouth.

The food slowly fell into her esophagus, and her stomach was no longer as sore as it was at first. In addition, she had never experienced intimate contact with the opposite sex, which made the indifferent Angelina feel a little excited. Of course, her main feelings at that time were resistance and grievance. The feeding process felt so long to Angelina. She wanted to wake up immediately, learn the fireball spell that low-rank Lehrlings could use, and throw it at the guy who had taken advantage of her. Unfortunately, she couldn't do that. At the end of feeding, Angelina didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that the guy who fed her gently curled her tongue when he left her lips. Angelina was in a trance after experiencing such a strange eating experience for the first time in her life, and lost consciousness again.

When she regained consciousness again, it was last night. Although she had a straw mattress and most of her body was covered with turf, she still felt cold that couldn't be dispelled. At this moment, a warm body leaned over, and Angelina couldn't help but stick to it. It was a familiar temperature, a familiar feeling, and a familiar smell. How could Angelina not know that this was the warm source of heat that she felt before she regained consciousness? It was also the person who fed her at noon and molested her. This is my little bear, this is my little bear. Angelina kept hypnotizing herself. Perhaps she succeeded in hypnotizing herself. That night, she really treated Locke as her little bear. Like an octopus, she hugged Locke tightly throughout the night.

On the second day, Angelina had actually recovered a little. After a day and a night of deep sleep, she had almost recovered from the after-effects of mental overdraft. This also showed that Angelina had extraordinary magic potential. Others would need at least two days to recover. From not being able to open her eyes, Angelina could now open them a little. Angelina recognized him at first glance. It was the sergeant who had been carrying her. At that time, Angelina had left in a hurry, so she didn't see Locke's face clearly. Now was the time to take a good look. Maybe it was because he was careless, or maybe he didn't dare to look into Angelina's eyes when he was taking care of her, so she didn't notice him for the whole day.

Angelina watched the guy disappear for the whole morning, and when he came back, he had some fruits in his arms. Angelina even recognized two of them, one of which had a slight paralyzing effect. Locke, who had no idea that Angelina was awake, didn't embarrass himself at this time. After successfully throwing away the slightly paralyzing fruit, he made lunch for the two of them.

Angelina had a deep impression of the meat sandwich. She saw this guy run to the sand not far away and smash two salt crabs to death with a stone. Those were salt crabs that had the potential to evolve into monsters. Angelina felt that her brain wasn't enough to process it. Locke didn't use impetus, he just used brute force to deal with them. Angelina thought too highly of these salt crabs. Not to mention an injured Locke, even Kane and Hans could easily deal with these little things.

Angelina had eaten some salt crabs when she was in the palace. Although they had the potential to evolve into monsters, ordinary people could also catch them. It was just that this creature's habitat was relatively unique, so it was rare. Angelina thought to herself as she endured his feeding to divert her attention. This guy's cooking is almost the same as the palace's chef's. She could barely open her eyes, so she couldn't resist Locke's direct feeding method at all.

The afternoon sun was very good. The cave Angelina stayed in was very shallow, so the light shone on her body. How long had it been since she had been under the sun so comfortably? A year? Two years? Angelina, who had been studying magic all these years, hadn't been able to enjoy life so freely for a long time even though she was a princess. In Angelina's opinion, the royal capital's bright lights, feasting parties, and horse racing were all inferior to this comfortable life.

Locke knitted the turf for the whole afternoon, and Angelina watched him for the whole afternoon. She didn't know if it was because Locke's invasion left too deep of an impression, but the more she looked at him, the more handsome he became. His greyish-white hair gave him a sense of vicissitudes. He used the claws of the salt crabs to weave a 'quilt' seriously, which showed that he was a careful person. The muscles all over his body bulged, and the crisscrossed scars vaguely peeked out from his cuffs and neck, making him look very manly.

Angelina, who had been in the palace for many years, wondered if she was possessed. Why was she observing this person so carefully? If she could return to the palace, she would definitely ask her father and brother to teach this guy a lesson. How dare he... How dare he... Thinking of the series of events last night and today, Angelina blushed. Fortunately, the sun shone in and helped her cover up a lot.

When night came, Locke put down the turf he was almost done knitting and began to make dinner for the two of them. It was exactly the same as at noon, which reminded Angelina of the actual situation at noon. No, she couldn't let this person go on like this. Otherwise, what would happen to her dignity as a princess?

Locke chewed the food and was about to feed Angelina when her eyelashes moved slightly. A few seconds later, she slowly opened her charming eyes and looked at Locke quietly with her big eyes. Locke, who had already bent down, was stunned. He stared blankly at Angelina, who had opened her eyes. He didn't know when he had swallowed the food in his mouth.

After a brief silence, Locke was the first to break the silence and said awkwardly, "You, you're awake..."

Angelina didn't reply and just blinked to show that she was. Her physical strength hadn't recovered yet, so it was difficult for her to speak. She could only communicate with Locke with her eyes.

"That... That... " Locke looked around and couldn't find a topic to talk about. He looked at the food in his hand and quickly said, "Come, eat something. I just made it."

Of course, Angelina knew that he had just made it. Her eyelashes drooped slightly. Angelina nodded slightly and accepted Locke's suggestion. But Angelina, who had opened her eyes, suddenly realized one thing. She still didn't have the strength to open her mouth to eat.

Locke helped Angelina sit up straight. The moment their bodies touched, they both trembled at the same time. Locke quickly got rid of his fantasy and brought the food to Angelina's mouth. Angelina's throat moved several times and she wanted to open her mouth, but she couldn't do it for a long time. Angelina was about to cry. Locke looked at Angelina, who had tears in her eyes. Of course, he also realized that Angelina might have just woken up and hadn't recovered her strength yet, so she couldn't eat.

Both of them thought of the previous feeding method. Angelina thought to herself, if I knew this would happen, I wouldn't have opened my eyes. It's not like I'll lose a piece of meat if I let him feed me again. I've already been fed so many times. Locke wondered if he should still feed Angelina like that. She was already awake, and he still did it. Not only was he taking advantage of her, he was also behaving like a hooligan, even though he had done it several times before.

Angelina's stomach grumbled as she stood up. Her body was still very weak, and she urgently needed food rich in calories to help her recover. Locke wasn't a slow person. After a short consideration, he took a bite of the meat sandwich, chewed it carefully, and brought it to Angelina's mouth.

Angelina also knew what was about to happen. She closed her eyes tightly and didn't dare to look at Locke. Locke wasn't as shy as Angelina. He pried open Angelina's teeth and fed her. Angelina, on the other hand, accepted Locke's feeding mechanically as if she had accepted her fate.

After feeding her, Locke cleaned up the food scraps, added a few sticks to the bonfire, and sat back in the cave. He went out for the whole morning, and in the afternoon, he kept weaving turf. Coupled with the injuries on his body that hadn't healed yet, he was as tired as a dead dog.

The space in the cave was small, and the turf he weaved wasn't big enough. He knew that Angelina was awake, so of course he wouldn't sleep close to her. This meant that most of the turf was on Angelina's body, and he only had a small corner of it on his body.

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