دانلود رمان انگلیسی “آلتینا – شاهزاده شمشیر” – جلد 13

The westward sun illuminated the plains near Wollalen, twenty lieue south of the imperial capital of Verseilles. A lace parasol danced in the breeze, and the girl who had been holding it looked like she was about to cry.
“Ah…” she gasped.
Elenore placed a hand on the girl’s head. “You don’t have to worry, Renoir,” she said. “Are you hurt?”
The girl shook her head.
Regis had done some digging into House Tiraso Laverde, and he recognized this name as that of the family’s third daughter. So, she isn’t an attendant… he thought to himself.
Elenore’s little sister did not seem to have come simply because she needed to be looked after; rather, it seemed that she was tagging along to learn the family business, even at such a young age. House Tiraso Laverde did manage a booming business in the south, after all.
“Shall I fetch your parasol for you?” Regis asked.
Elenore nodded. “That would be wonderful, Regis.”
“Of course. For now, please, come into the tent. This doesn’t seem like it will be a short conversation.”
She nodded again and followed Regis inside; so, too, did the young girl named Renoir. Regis asked one of the nearby soldiers to track down the parasol.