第十二章贵族舞会(4/16)

                                      老法师对交际场向来头疼。“是吗。”阿曼伯爵失望之情溢于言表，“那太可惜了！本想为您引见佛朗兹子爵的。
                                                                                                                                                                他可是个棒小伙！他是圣骑士费尔南的佷子！”科洛斯淡淡一笑，向热情的阿曼摆了摆手。忽然，老法师视线里出现了一个熟悉的身影，他一下子就愣住了。
                                                                                                                                                                “那个是谁？你认得吗，阿曼？”“那个呀。”阿曼伯爵顺著科洛斯的手指望了望，“那不是夏尔蒂娜小姐嘛。在芬顿，这样美丽动人的小姐还有哪一个？”“不，不是夏尔蒂娜小姐，我是说她身边的那个年轻人。”“噢，是那个。”阿曼冲科洛斯神神秘秘的一笑，把老法师笑得摸不著头脑。
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           “我跟您说，您可不要告诉别人。那年轻人叫兰斯，是西方常春国来的大使。
                                                                                                                                                                他的身份现在保密呢！”“外国人？”科洛斯惊道。“是啊。
                                                                                                                                                                据说他们的公主也来了呢，但我一直没看到。今天……似乎也没有来。”“哦，难怪，难怪。
                                                                                                                                                                我说芬顿的各个魔法世家中怎么从未听说有如此出众的少年。原来是外国人呀！”“您说什么呢？”“没什么，呵呵。”科洛斯望著不远处那对儿让人称羡不已的璧人，抚著胡须笑了。
                                                                                                                                                                耳边忽然传来一阵悠闲的琴声。一个歪著头拉琴的音乐家悠然自得的踱过，挡住了科洛斯的视线。
                                                                                                                                                                当音乐家走过，兰斯和夏尔蒂

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