My Husband is a King
Promise that!
“Sorry to interrupt the conversation between the two of you. Good night, future mother-in-law.” Someone approached the two of them on the balcony, carrying a piece of woven cloth wide enough to slip it to the queen of Allura.
“Ah, it turns out you .. Arshlan. Finally you came too,” timpal the queen.
Princess Estelle sees her mother's reaction to the arrival of prince Arshlan. “Did mom already make an appointment to meet with her?” asked the princess rather cynically.
“Hmmmm,” replied queen Allura with an ambiguous meaning.
“Heeeuh ..” The princess let out her smile as if laughing at herself.
“I go in first,” say goodbye to the princess who seemed to shy away from prince Arshlan.
“Is this how you welcome a future husband?” reprimanded the queen of Allura who asked firmly.
The princess stopped her steps, then she felt someone holding both of her shoulders from behind.
“Your Majesty the Queen, the future wife of the servant must be exhausted. Let him come in and rest.” The prince took off his jacket and snuck it at Princess Estelle.
“After all the purpose of the servant coming here is just to talk to you Her Majesty's future mother-in-law. So now you can enter dear ...” said prince Arshlan while putting his chin on the princess' shoulder.
Princess Estelle felt something slung onto her back really warm. He grabbed each end of the jacket and tightened it against his body. Noiselessly and without any further permission, the princess immediately walked over and left her mother and prince Arshlan.
Whether the pounding of what dared to shake his heart, the princess walked away as if her feet were not on the ground. Prince Arshlan managed to beat the drum in the heart of princess Estelle until the princess felt a shock to her feelings.
Prince Arshlan smiled seeing princess Estelle move away. Although so far he claimed to only play the feelings of the princess and marry the princess Noirland only for political purposes. The pretext he uttered was, he only needed a queen who would never fall in love with him. But in reality, every time they met, the prince of Arshlan seemed to want to conquer the princess Estelle to fall in his arms.
“There is something urgent and I want you to talk to, Her Majesty the Queen, Didn't Her Majesty the Queen also say if there is a need with me?” replied Prince Arshlan who was also without further ado.
Queen Allura smiled faintly. “What's up?” ask the queen.
“This is related to my marriage with the princess.”
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Queen Allura suddenly remembered the wish of her daughter who wanted to end their matchmaking. “Prince.” Queen Allura tried to pause the prince's speech before he continued. He took the initiative to express what he wanted to say first.
“I have a history of diseases that are getting worse and worse. Then the queen mother is also getting older and wants to immediately see her grandson to get married, if our talk is about the cancellation of the match, please do not do that. Have pity on us parents who have been expecting a lot at your marriage!” queen Allura.
The prince looked straight at the back of his future mother-in-law, who was covered by the woven fabric of his gift.
“I'm glad to hear you want to invite my daughter. I hope you don't make fun of his feelings.” The queen turned to face the prince.
He stretched his hand forward, then he held the black fan that he always carried towards the chest of Prince Arshlan. “Please promise me, you will not betray my daughter and bring another woman in your story!”