King Duncan looked at Prince Gamaru. He knew that the crown prince of Lupanya had a few concubines but didn't have his consort yet. "If my granddaughter falls for you, I don't have an issue. You can pursue her if you want."
Gamaru smiled. He looked at Prince Ibarra and waited for his answer.
"My stance is the same as my father's. You can woo her. Whether she will like you or not depends on her."
The king of Albania smirked. "How can you compare with my three sons? I advise you young man not to continue. Defeat is a shameful thing."
Prince Gamaru chuckled. "It is not for you to say that Your Highness. The final say falls on Princess Amaya."
Marx escorted Amaya as she went from table to table to greet her guests, many of whom she did not recognize. She lingered on the table where her classmates were seated.
