Chapter 761: 470
Nightfall gradually descended.
The Central District, however, appeared particularly bright, as if it were dayti.
The streetlights on both sides of the road were neatly illuminated, the landscape trees planted were adorned with colored lights, and not just the shop signs, but even the residential areas were brightly lit.
People ford groups to travel, carrying the special holiday windproof candle lanterns, chanting praises to the Sun in the hymn “Tresor at Dawn.” This was how the residents of the Royal City celebrated the great Prince’s birthday.
Light signifies hope and also symbolizes the Sun Prince, like the rising morning sun, scattering endless dawn light.
“Illuminating the world, the source of warmth. Loyalty accompanies, blessings eternal… Great and exalted Tresor, who shines your light at dawn, we thank you for your protection, we thank you for your enlightennt, we thank you for your gifts…”
Floey nestled in Chen Lun’s arms, feeling the gentle vibrations of the carriage, savoring this brief but tranquil mont, faintly hearing the harmonious singing of n, won, and children gradually receding with the carriage.
The two arrived shortly at the long staircase below the Sun Palace.
Chen Lun took Floey’s hand, slowly descended from the carriage, and ascended the spacious and lengthy white marble staircase. After nearly ten minutes of walking, they finally arrived in front of The Great Gate of the palace.
A luxuriously dressed steward greeted them.
“Mr. Jack, this way, please.”
Following the guide, they bypassed the main building of the palace, proceeding to the banquet hall where they had once attended a dance.
At this mont, stewards stood in a row on each side of the great hall’s entrance. They were properly dressed, donning red and yellow cotton clothes with a layer of satin vests, warmly and respectfully welcoming every guest.
As per tradition in such high-profile royal banquets, guests were typically allowed to move freely before the banquet started, enjoy so snacks and drinks, and take the opportunity to view the art collection in the banquet hall.
Chen Lun led Floey, like a couple of lovers, to stroll leisurely in the banquet hall, unknowingly passing by the wall that last ti featured royal portraits. But this ti, the painting of the “Throne Without an Occupant,” symbolizing Arno, had been removed.
This struck Chen Lun as odd.
Just as he was speculating on whether this ant sothing, a male waiter in a white uniform passed by pushing a dining cart, and politely inquired:
“Sir, would you like sothing?”
“Pour us two glasses of juice.”
Chen Lun turned his head and nodded with a smile.
The waiter skillfully chose a bottle from the multitude of exquisite glass bottles, poured two glasses of a mixed beverage made from so unknown prized fruits, and handed them over.
During this process, a folded piece of paper subtly attached to the bottom of the glass fell into Chen Lun’s hand. He was slightly surprised, but remained composed, withdrawing two Silver Ducats and placing them in the waiter’s palm, indistinguishable from other guests tipping the waiter.
But in fact, Chen Lun took the opportunity to exercise his “Five Senses Perception,” using touch linked to vision to “see” the black Sun imprint branded on the back of the waiter’s white-gloved hand.
‘A mber of the Solar Cross Society…’
He ntally noted.
He then quickly understood that the paper secretly handed to him by the other party must be the instructions for Princess Anna’s next plan.
“Thank you, generous sir.”
The waiter expressed his joy with continuous thanks.
He then picked up a hardcover booklet from the dining cart.
“This is the dinner nu, you can choose your preferred dishes according to your taste. Tonight’s main courses are roast beef and goose. If you have special requests, you can tell …”
Chen Lun turned to look at Floey, seeking her opinion with his eyes, but the girl shook her head with a smile.
“No need, it’s fine as is.”
Chen Lun politely declined.
“If you need anything, you can call at any ti. I wish you a pleasant dinner.”
Seeing this, the waiter bowed to him and then pushed the dining cart away.
Chen Lun sipped the delicious juice, intentionally pulling Floey over to an area crowded with paintings, pretending to admire the artwork. While sharing his views on the paintings in a soft voice with the girl beside him, his other hand slipped into his pocket, lightly brushing over the paper.
“Multitasking” and “Five Senses Perception” worked in tandem, allowing him to read the text on the paper without affecting his ability to view the paintings.
“—Dance with later, that’s the only thing you need to do tonight.”
The note was this brief, causing Chen Lun to beco lost in thought.
‘Dance… just that simple? What necessary connection does this have with her plan for tonight?’
He couldn’t help but wonder.
Ti quickly advanced to eight o’clock in the evening, and the grand feast officially began.
As the spokesperson for the Prince, the Royal Family’s Head Steward Babayeh stood on the high platform with a kindly smile, announcing the dining segnt and wishing every guest a wonderful ti.
The attendees, either high-ranking Church officials, high-rank military officers, or at the very least wealthy nobles and high society figures—business people were a rarity here. They did not make a ruckus but clapped lightly with smiles, then settled down quietly to their seats.
Servers pushed huge dining carts, entering from the side of the hall like a dragon, thodically serving exquisite food onto the tables.
Court musicians started performing lodious and beautiful music silently from the high stage. In this comfortable and luxurious environnt, everyone began using their knives and forks.
A few minutes later, the Prince and Princess made their leisurely entrance.
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