Linley, Wharton, Blumer, and Olivier almost simultaneously turned to stare at Emperor Johann in surprise.
On March 15th, the Emperor would announce who would marry the Seventh Princess?
In the past, Emperor Johann had kept delaying, without seeming to be the slightest bit impatient. Neither Wharton nor Blumer had imagined that Emperor Johann would suddenly say such a thing.
“Nina…” Wharton turned to look at Nina.
Nina shook her head, also confused. “I don’t know anything. My Imperial father didn’t tell me anything about this.” She, too, looked frantically at Emperor Johann, but as the Seventh Princess was a member of imperial clan, her marriage was not something she could design on her own. It was completely up to Emperor Johann to decide.
“Princess.” At this moment, a palace attendant came over. “His Imperial Majesty is about to leave. It is time to return to the palace.’
Nina nodded.
