Remember our promise under the old oak tree?
It was said by Princess Penelope Ascart in the Danish language. It was a phrase that Poul was very familiar with as she spoke it in the same elocution and tone. Could it be perhaps…
"I'm sorry but what did you just say right now, Lady Ascart?" Prince Alexander asked, his brows furrowing at the sudden words that Penelope just spoke right now.
"Nothing, I just read it in books and I spoke it accidentally. Please, don't mind me and continue your business," Penelope said, letting out a forced chuckle as she waved her hand dismissively.
Meanwhile, Poul and Jonathan were still stunned to speak.
"Uhm…Mr. Nielsen, Mr. Axelsen. We can proceed with the dealings now. The point being, the British Empire wants to acquire the AN-M1 rifles, similar to the ones you are selling to the Russians."
Poul and Jonathan snapped out of their stupor.
