"Greetings, Your Majesty the King and Queen of Northendell. I, Khaled Al Nasser, arrived as a representative of Princess Zohra to convey several things related to the cooperation between Thebis and Northendell, which Princess Zohra agreed two months ago at Princess Bertha’s residence."
Ronan stood in front of the man with the turban.
"Welco to Northendell, Prince Khaled. We welco your presence with open arms," Ronan replied.
Arielle looked at the huge man before her silently. When Prince Khaled stood straight again, the man stared at Arielle longer than before. He smiled briefly, and Arielle also returned the smile.
This didn’t escape Ronan’s vision. The man imdiately led his wife to sit beside him.
"Please have a seat and warm yourself, Prince Khaled. You must be quite cold after such a long journey to Northendell, which is very cold," said Arielle.
Prince Khaled shook his head. "No, Your Majesty. In fact, this is very refreshing for . At Thebis, it’s really hot. I want to enjoy my short visit in Northendell."
Prince Khaled was just being polite. The culture at Thebis didn’t allow him to touch anything before the owner of the house allowed him to. He didn’t even touch the warm tea that the maid had prepared for him a few minutes ago because he hadn’t gotten permission directly from the king or queen.
"We have read the letter from Princess Zohra. I’m sure your visit to Northendell doesn’t just to bring one letter, right?" asked Ronan who wanted to finish everything as fast as possible.
Arielle touched her husband’s hand for a mont.
"Your Majesty, give Prince Khaled a chance to drink first. Prince Khaled, please enjoy the tea first. I believe it would make you feel refreshed again."
Prince Khaled smiled broadly and nodded. "I am very grateful for your kindness, Your Majesty," he replied while slightly bowing his head.
Ronan glanced at the cup held by the prince. The liquid inside was no longer emitting steam. He then asked Lucas, who was standing near the door, to imdiately prepare a new one for Prince Khaled.
After getting a new warm tea, Prince Khaled imdiately drank it up. His body slowly ward up. He was almost shivering out of the cold. The fireplace in the room only helped warm his outer body and with the warm tea, the man felt much better now.
Prince Khaled reached into his robe pocket and took out another envelope. The second envelope given by the Prince looked more beautiful. It was white with gold rims surrounding it, and the handwriting was beautiful. A sweet fragrance burst from the envelope.
"Princess Zohra wants to give you this. She invites you to co to Thebis in two weeks to take part in her birthday celebration."
"Only one invitation?" asked Ronan when Prince Khaled only gave one invitation with his na on it.
Prince Khaled nodded his head.
"That’s why I ca here directly to explain it to you. This is related to our cooperation."
Arielle and Ronan glanced at each other.
"Okay, we’ll listen," Ronan replied.
Prince Khaled began to explain why they couldn’t invite both Queen Arielle and King Ronan at the sa ti.
"Princess Zohra has talked with one of the dragons from Thebis. They have confird that you are their last hope to return everything to the way it was before. We have also received confirmation that you are a descendant of the Moon Goddess, more precisely a descendant of Princess Cecil."
"You know who Princess Cecilia is?"
"We don’t know her. We only know her na from what the dragons said. Basically, they want to et you, but they don’t want it to be formal."
Prince Khaled told Queen Arielle and King Ronan about the recent conflict between King Al Nasser and so dragons in Thebis. The King of Thebis wanted to expand his territory before dividing it to so princes so they could lead their own territory. And he demanded the dragons to help him, but the dragons rejected the king’s wishes and requests.
Until recently, King Al-Nasser closed the access for the dragons to enter and exit Thebis.
Princess Zohra even had to secretly steal the key used by her brother to be able to et the dragons. And the dragons decided to et Arielle secretly.
The dragons and King Al-Nasser were on different paths. King Al-Nasser had no desire to stop the curse of the eternal fla in Thebis, while the dragons wanted to stop it and return everything to what it used to be. However, even after being supported by a number of Pyromathians, they still could not overthrow Al-Nasser with their power.
Ronan quite understood what Prince Khaled wanted.
"If my wife and I are leaving separately, who will look after her?"
"Princess Zohra’s guards and I will escort Her Majesty Queen Northendell to enter Thebis territory without King Al-Nasser knowing about it."
Ronan looked at his wife briefly. He couldn’t be reckless and insisted on taking Arielle with him. King Al-Nasser must have communicated with the dragons many tis. The man at least had heard about the descendant of the Moon Goddess. And with Arielle’s striking appearance, Al-Nasser must have known right away that Arielle was one of the people who could stop the eternal fla.
Ronan didn’t want anything to happen to his wife.
"If you agree to that, then I will imdiately send a ssage to ask Princess Zohra to prepare a troop to escort Her Majesty Queen Arielle right away. We will use the sea route."
Ronan squinted his eyes. He didn’t like the idea of being separated from his wife.
"At Princess Zohra’s birthday celebration, the harbor is the most crowded and lively place in Thebis. There will be many rchants from different kingdoms and possibly rchants from other continents as well gathering in that place. And we will use this opportunity to enter the palace area with the lowest surveillance."
"Only with a troop from Princess Zohra?" asked Ronan skeptically.
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