"He said that the South Kingdom wants to be allied with the Wonder Kingdom," the imperial envoy stressed in a whisper. "You should at least say something in response."
"Can't you do that in my stead?" Kile stated in an annoyed tone as he cast a glare at him. Again, he kept fixing his eyes on Harper.
The envoy had no choice but to stand up. "Our emperor also thinks the four grand kingdoms should get along well with each other. That is why he sent Prince Kile here to attend the ceremony, to show his sincerity."
Lance's eyes swept across the hall. He shifted his eyes from Kile to Harper. Then, he looked at Matthew and said, "Prince Matthew, the Bright Dynasty and the South Kingdom are neighbors. We have gotten along well all these years and I hope we will remain like that in the future as well."
Matthew snuck a sideway look at Francis, who was next to Diana. He had wanted to gauge his reaction, but the man's expression didn't change. Matthew then responded in a calm and flat tone, "Yes, indeed. As long as the South Kingdom doesn't interfere with our kingdom's problems, I'm sure we will remain on solid ground."
Lance's face hardened for a second. He was well aware of what Matthew implied. However, now that Francis had married his daughter, he would not hand over his son-in-law so easily. Judging from Matthew's words, he discerned that the man was determined to take Francis back.
"Of course," Lance said, trying to shift the topic of the conversation. Sadly, before he could even finish what he was about to say, a loud noise sounded.
It was the sound of a gong. The deafening noise reminded him that the Worship Ceremony had started. The Holy Maiden wasn't the only performer during the Worship Ceremony. Many people were involved in it as well. Thousands of people wore specially made costumes and performed dances. The sight of them together was magnificent. The common people knelt down at the foot of the Holy Mountain with respect.
"It's time for the Holy Maiden's show now," Harper whispered to Matthew. Then Catherine appeared on the altar in mid-air, dressed in a fancy robe. She recited the verse while those on the ground repeated after her. Her voice was loud and clear and could be heard from far away. Even those at the foot of the mountain could hear it clearly.
Kile took the chance and whispered to Harper, "Lady Harper, Lady Harper. Look here!"
Casting a glance at him, Harper suddenly picked up a grape and threw in his direction. Kile opened his mouth and caught it. But he swallowed it in one gulp and ended up choking. He straightened his neck and rubbed his chest, hoping the errant grape would make its way to his stomach.
The envoy next to the prince turned pale with fear when he saw this. He immediately said, "Prince Kile, Prince Kile. What's going on? Don't scare me!"
Kile's face turned purple as he suffocated on the fruit. Miguel happened to be next to him. He stretched out his hand and patted him on the back. Kile fell on the table from the shock as he spat out the grape.
"Oh dear God! I almost died!" Kile gasped.
The envoy had been on the verge of tears because of Kile's antics. He cast a grateful look at Miguel before passing Kile a cup of tea. Kile took the tea and drank it up to relieve the pain. Then he helplessly glanced at Harper again.
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