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All Arielle did after that was contacting Maxieno. The stubborn dragon, however, never listened to her words. Ti was running out, and there was no more information they could get. Both from Maxineo, Thebis, or from Priest Louise.

Leonor’s na hadn’t been found. Arielle and the other priests spent day and night in the library, checking every book that might have any clues regarding Princess Leonor or the female Knight nad Leonor. However, so far, none of their efforts had co to fruition.

Until one day, a man in a turban arrived. The man arrived alone, without any knights accompanying him. He only brought a piece of brown envelope paper. The guard imdiately gave it to William who happened to be around the main gate.

William looked at the envelope for a mont.

"What envelope is this? There is no crest of the kingdom. If it’s not important, just put it in my room. I have to check out the capital for a bit."

"The person said it’s a letter for His Majesty the King, Sir."

"From?" asked William who saw no sign that the letter was important enough to be given directly to the king.

The guard looked back. "He didn’t give his na, but he is from Thebis. If you want to see him, the man is still waiting at the gate."

Thebis? There had been no news from Thebis for almost two months. The last eting with Thebis was at Princess Bertha’s residence, and they were just waiting for the invitation letter to visit Thebis officially.

William arrived at the guard post. In front of him stood a tall and huge man like Kael. The man wore a turban over his head, covering his jet black hair. A small peacock’s feather stuck on the top of his turban. It was a unique and beautiful accessory. The man looked back, and William recognized the man right away.

Prince Khaled, the thirteenth prince of Thebis, who was also the representative from Thebis. William t the man quite often. They t at several banquets in other kingdoms. The last ti they t was a few years ago when he went to accompany Ronan to attend the coronation ceremony in Wolgast.

"Greetings, Lord William," said Prince Khaled in a friendly manner. He put the tip of his hand to his forehead then stretched it out to accept William’s handshake.

"Your Highness Prince Khaled, I didn’t know you would co all by yourself to Northendell from Thebis."

Prince Khaled let out a chuckle. "No need to be too polite, Lord William. We agreed to talk casually at our last eting. I arrived to bring a ssage from my aunt, Princess Zohra."

William spread his arms and Prince Khaled hugged William briefly.

"Of course! Of course! We’ve been waiting to hear from Thebis! This is good news! I will take you to et His Majesty the King."

"Thank you, Lord William."

William then ordered a guard to bring Prince Khaled’s horse to the stables and take good care of it. William was pleased to introduce so areas of Northendell’s Royal Palace. Prince Khaled was quite amazed by the sight. He had not visited Northendell in a very long ti. The last ti was when he ca to accompany his father to attend the king’s coronation.

Prince Khaled was astounded. Northendell felt almost like Thebis. The only difference was the color and temperature. If Northendell was filled with white snow, Thebis was filled with brown sand. Northendell was very cold and wet, while Thebis was very hot and barren.

Before coming to Northendell, Prince Khaled had heard everything from his aunt. He and Princess Zohra had the sa goal, naly wanting to end the suffering of Thebis. However, so far, they always faced a dead end. And working with Northendell was like opening new doors for them.

An empty hope that they had been holding on to suddenly felt so real, and it made them hold on it even tighter.

"It seems His Majesty the King is with Her Majesty Queen Arielle at the mont."

"Oh, are we not intruding on their ti?"

William chuckled. "Hahaha. Of course not. I ca to their study a while ago. They were resting after working relentlessly since morning. You can wait in the reception room. I will convey Princess Zohra’s ssage to the king and queen."

William escorted Prince Khaled to the biggest reception room. There was a long table with rows of luxurious chairs. William then asked the prince to sit in one of the chairs. He also did not forget to call Lucas to help provide all of Prince Khaled’s needs, who had a long journey from Thebis to Northendell on horseback.

William smiled happily. Lately, things had beco noticeably more monotonous, and they just walked in place. There was no progress at all. At least with the arrival of Prince Khaled, they would know what steps they should take next.

William arrived in front of Ronan’s study. He knocked on the wooden door, then waited for Ronan or Arielle to let him in. So ti passed and William still stood patiently in front of the door. He then turned to the guard who was standing straight and not moving an inch.

William cleared his throat and knocked on the king’s study door once more. The guard nearby glanced at William, and William glanced at him as well. When they were caught glancing at each other, both of them cleared their throats awkwardly. William didn’t like being kept waiting like this.

"Did the king and queen leave after I left?" William asked the guard who glanced at him earlier.

The man just shook his head and turned again.

William decided to check it himself. He opened the door without permission.

"Your Majesty~" William called.

"Good grief!"

The man imdiately closed his eyes with Princess Zohra’s envelope and turned his body so as not to see what the two rulers of the kingdom were doing at the mont.

Ronan looked up and saw that William had turned his back on him.

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