My Husband is a King
This is not Arshville, Your Honor
"It's just an impromptu visit, it just so happens that my future wife wants to see Arshville. He said, if he spent a lot of his childhood in this place," the king replied just reasoned, it made Eliana frown.
"Ah, my honor to Her Majesty the Queen's candidate. May your marriage process be smooth and blessed by God" Prime Minister Arshville said. "Then, please look around Arshville, Your Grace. The ground is buried in the land of Raisilian." Prime Minister Arshville boasts the area he leads.
"Thank you for the prayer." The King smiled.
Eliana was sad in her heart. Even Arshville used to be more fertile than this.
"Ahead is the center of the citizen's estate. Take a look, Your Honor," the prime minister of Arshville said.
"We'll look around for ourselves, prime minister. Please continue your work, if there is anything I will call you again" said His Majesty the King.
"Oh, alright, Your Majesty. Thanks for understanding then." The prime minister turned his body after saying goodbye to the king.
"Eliana, all vegetable and fruit trees thrive here. The area of the center of this plantation, there are about hundreds of hectares, even wider than the residential area itself," explained the king.
"You want that mango?" ask the King.
Eliana fell silent, neither shaking nor nodding.
"Or, if you want, there's an orange in there. You want?" hail the king again.
As Eliana kept silent, the King pulled over to one of the mango trees. His hands were raised trying to grab a hanging mango. However ....
The set!
Eliana drew the king's hand and did not take the fruit.
Eliana shook her head.
King Gerald then frowned.
"It belongs to the citizens, don't take it, we steal it!" eliana told the king.
King Gerald realized his mistake. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" the answer.
"I saw there was intimidation from the leader against the citizens. What Your Majesty is aware of, as long as the prime minister is following us, there are no more people saluting along the way. They go straight into the house, they hide. I've realized something's wrong with the land of Arshville" Eliana explained.
"Then what about this plantation center do you think? This plantation is the recent breakthrough of the current prime minister" the king said.
"This plantation was forced. People used to be free to plant anything on their land. They create and innovate according to their abilities. The overlapping grounds were scattered everywhere. Cross-breeding trees are easy to find. Unlike now, in this garden all the plants seem to be forced into uniforms." Eliana stopped stepping, she approached a mango tree.
"The fruit of this mango is indeed dense, but the mango fruit that was once more bushy." He rubbed a hanging mango tree and dangled down, until the fruit was right in front of Eliana's face.
"Even the fruit used to be bigger than this." Now Eliana stroked a mango in front of her. It was as if there was a feeling of sadness conveyed from the fruit to Eliana.
"All the trees here look sad, I can feel it" said Eliana, who then walked out her arms between the trees.
Then the girl turned around and approached the King until their faces faced each other almost touching the nose. "This is not Arshville, Your Majesty the King.
The king drew his face close until his lips were fixed to Eliana's ears. "Once again you're like this, I'll kiss you in a public place ...."
"Based on thieves a chance at narrowness!"