My Husband is a King

My Husband is a King
Welcoming the Prince's Arrival


The prince returned to Noirland in his car. Because he kept his favorite car in Raisilian palace and now he can ride it.


With his ability, he can drain the power inside to his car so that he can get to Noirland faster just like when going by plane.


While Prince Arshlan was almost at Noirland's palace, there was someone in the palace who was very restless waiting for his return.


He repeatedly checked the phone, there may be news from Noirland palace airport.


"Why hasn't the plane landed yet?" he muttered while biting the nail on his right finger.


He walked back and forth while occasionally looking at the phone he placed on the nightstand.


"Tok tok." There was a knock on the door that made him rush to his head.


"Who?" enthusiastic follow.


"This is my servant, Princess."


"Oh, ladyboy. What's up?" princess Estelle asked while hiding her worries. He did not want to be seen waiting for someone to come.


"The main gatekeeper reported the arrival of Prince Arshlan to the palace. The princess could welcome him later." The dayang bowed as he informed her of the information.


"Emmm ... me? Should I welcome him? Cih, there's no need for the serepot to welcome Prince Arshlan." Princess Estelle was clearly pretending.


"Alright, then I'm sorry."


"Hmmm .. go!"


The dayang walked backwards before turning around to leave princess Estelle.


He saw the door of his room closed again. After making sure there were no more people, the princess immediately ran towards her makeup glass. He also brushed his hair to make it more neat.


Puk puk. A little extra powder, to make it look more flawless.


Sir sir sir sir. He presses his two lips to flatten his favorite nude-colored lip cream.


Do not forget the addition of a little blush on the smooth cheeks and some shimer for highlights that had faded.


Then the last one he sprayed the perfume back all over his body.


"Just a second!" He went back to the mirror. Take a bottle of red cherry-colored lip cream that he rarely uses.


He opened the bottle and swept it to the middle of his lips.


"Well, this looks sweeter." The princess praised her own appearance.


The princess came out of her room, the maids followed her as usual.


"Daughter, you look brighter than you did this morning. Did the princess add your makeup?" ask a lady.


Princess Estelle blinked her eyes and shook her head. "Ah no, I'm not adding anything," elak the princess.


The maids just threw smiles at each other while glancing. But no one dared to deny the words of their princess. It's clear that princess Estelle looks very different today.


"Sir, where are you going now?" ask one of the ladies who will follow him.


"To the front yard of the palace," he replied casually.


"Ouuuh, are we going to welcome the arrival of prince Arshlan?" ask the lady again.


"What's? Nothin. We'll just take a walk in front."


"Oouh so. But ... Prince Arshlan will certainly pass through the front yard of the palace, why not welcome him."


"Emm .. true also .. we welcome all of you yes. Yes, yes, yes."


"Yes, Princess."


The lady behind smiled as she whispered to each other.


"The princess is still shy ...."


"Yes, why not just confess if you really want to welcome the prince ...."


"It's like never being in love ...."