In the garden of the royal palace in the royal city.
King Landhar III was strolling in the garden with his brows furrowed. His eyes were twinkling, and no one knew what he was thinking about.
"Your Majesty, looking at your furrowed brows, what makes you so worried?"
At that moment, a pair of gentle hands were placed on King Landhar III's shoulders, and a soft female voice sounded. King Landhar III turned his head and saw the face of a woman who looked to be in her twenties. The woman's face was well-maintained without a single wrinkle. Her hair was tied up high, and two strands of curly hair stuck to the sides of her cheeks, making her look a little charming.
Coupled with her almond-shaped eyes and long eyelashes, her every move moved people's hearts.
The woman was wearing a luxurious long dress with fine pearls hanging from the hem and cuffs. They swayed as she walked, revealing her curvy figure at a glance.
