"Your Grace?" Advisor Bailon said, King Mertl's personal and political adviser. "We are close to the queen's Palace."
The assembly that was held once a week took nine hours. It finished at seven o'clock in the evening. Queen Eriela invited King Mertl to join her over dinner with the princess at Fretum Palace.
"Right."
The king who was drowning in his thoughts replied absentmindedly.
"Your Grace, perhaps you would be delighted to hear that it was Princess Jasmine and Princess Liezel who reported to the Queen when the first princess was in danger."
"They did?"
"Yes, Your Grace."
"That's great. My daughters and Eulasha's daughter are in a good relationship," King Mertl said.
He was exhausted from the conference with ministers. His steps were sluggish, his back was slouching, his eyes were jaded, and his expression was empty.
