Cillian scoffed. Lucy would definitely want to see him. Matthew was just being mean on purpose!
"Anyway, Mr. Leon, my brother and I need to talk, so we'll just head over there for a bit."
Caleb stood in front of Cillian, all smiles, and started to lead him away. The more he heard, the more he felt something was off.
His little brother's relationship with Matthew seemed really complicated. He had to get to the bottom of that.
"Go ahead."
Matthew took a small sip of his champagne, not caring where the brothers went as long as they did not bother him.
Darn, why was time crawling by so slowly? His wife still had not appeared.
It was not just Matthew who felt the time was dragging. Chelsea and Hugh, who were outside the palace, felt the same way.
The two had been in line all afternoon, and when they could not get tickets at the gate, they ended up buying them from a scalper for way too much money.
"Ugh, can you believe it? People are making a business out of a coronation, snatching up tickets early and selling them for a profit," they grumbled.
At least they got the tickets, but they could not get in early because of the crowd.
They had to wait until the coronation ceremony was about to start before the commoners like them were allowed into the grand hall. The nobles, though, got to go in early for a fancy little feast.
The grand hall was split into two parts—the inner hall for official business and the outer hall for events like today's coronation and the dance.
To make sure everyone felt included, there was a big screen in the outer hall's courtyard showing the princess' big moment live.
"Man, when is this thing going to start? I'm starving. Hugh, did you bring any snacks?"
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Update “find me in your labyrinth” novel please...author is MIA for 7 weeks.........
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