Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第70/327页)

er.“YouusedearthquakeandtsunamitoattackGiantMountain,almostdrowningherroyalmajesty.ButQueenVionotonlysurvived,sheactuallymadeamiraculousdiscovery.Therefore,shewillnotpunishyouforyourcarelessnesssincesheprofitedfromitandfoundareasuretroveofimmeasurableriess.ItisagiftfromGod.SheispgasmallportionofherdiscoverybeforeyousothatyoupoorhomelessbeggarwidenyourhorizonandknowledgeandseeQueenVio’sboundlesswealth.”Dimitri’stwoloyalservantsCreativityandImaginationshooktheirheadsatthosewords.

    “Pridegoesforafall”saidCreativitytohisparthathasalwaysbeenman’smostonfailing.TheyareshowingofftheirwealthtoDimitri.Isn’tthatridiculous?Infactitisreallyfoolishofthem.”

    “Letthembe”answeredImagination.“Ithinkthereisaivetowhattheyaredoiientandwatch,there’smoretoe.”Mr.Fingerwalkeddowepsahecase.Thebluestsapphires,bluerthantheowerepiledtothebrim.Thesedcasewasfullofrubies,morefierythanfmesandbrighterthanblood.Thethirdcasetainedemeraldsandthefourthcasewasamixtureofdazzlingdiamondsofallcolors.Thedazzling,brilliant,multi-coloredlusterwassharpaskwasnurturingtotheeyesthatbeholdthem.ThenMr.Fingeropehestcasefullofpinkdiamonds.Straosaythereairofexquisitegoldstilettolyingontopofthediamonds.BothDimitriandVio’seyesweredrawntowardsthem.Dimitriwassurehehadseenthispairofexquisitegoldshoesbeforeandsearchedinhissub-sciousnessdeepasthesea,fortheeventsofhispastdreamswherehehadseenit.Vioexcimedsoftly,“Ah!Thememoryofmypastlifehasebae!Thispairofstiletto,whichIhavelongsincefotten,washiddehiscase.ShesaidtoMr.Finger,“Gmethatpairofshoes.Iwanttogeintoit.”

    ThesoftvoicesoundedinMr.Finger’searslikeanightingale’ssong.HepickedupthepairofshoesasifinatrandwalkedupthestepstoVio’sthrone,kdownandtookoffthepairofgem-studdedshoesshehadonherfoot.Thesightofherwhite,jade-likefootbeforehiseyesfullyarousedhimandhefoundithardtotrolhisexcitement.Heheldherfootinhishandandcarefullyfo,evenputtinghisfacedowntokissit.Intheend,herelutlypickedupthestilettoandputitonforherveryunwillingly.ButMr.Fiillkonthegroundcaressinghercalfmurmuring,“HowluckyIamtohaveputmybodyandsoulfullyintoyourhands.”Thenhittinghisrightpalmwithhisleftfistheadded,“SigningthatiurewasthebestthingIhaveeverdoneinmylife…Iamwillingtobeyoursveforever…”Hewentonhysterically,“Iamsoproudofmyselfforsellingmybodyandsoultoyou…”Viogavehimawhiteeyesmilingfaintly;itwasaflirtatiousgesturethatcouldensveanyman.

    “Lookatyou…“shesaid.“Youactwithoutthinkingoftimeahereisathirdpersohere…Actaccly.Don’ttouchmeabovethekandup…”Thoughherslightlyreproachfulwordsimpliednation,itwasmusir.Finger’sears,whofeltgoodandfortableatsuchreprimand.Heknewhisaswereamisstep,sohestoodup,wenttostandbesideQueenVioandnolongerdaredtoindulgeinhisformertransgressions.Dimitripoheretionshipbetweewolittlepeopleashelisteheirdialogueandwatchedtheirexpressionsandas.AtfirsthehadfrowMr.Finger’sservileandfawningattitude,thinkingitwasbehhimtoactso.ButterseeinghimsoenthralledwithViothathewasalmostatthepointofpubliclyseekingsexualfulfillmentatthemostinopportunemoment,Dimitriwasreallydidn’tknowwhethert