The welcome feast was arranged after dusk.
The eldest son of Dawn Lord Digan Moya warmly received them in the palace hall.
It was the first time for Yorko to come into contact with such a high-profile dinner. The entire hall was illuminated by candles and oil lamps as if it were daytime. There were open skylights where the chandeliers were hung on the dome of the hall. Sultry feeling.
There are various glassware on the long white cloth table in the shape of steps, the bright red wine reflects the ruby-like luster under the candlelight, and there are silver mirrors and goldware hanging everywhere in the hall, reflecting the The entire hall is magnificent, and its luxury is no less than that of the Graycastle Palace.
Of course, what attracted Yorko's attention the most was the noble women who were walking among the men.
Some of them are young and childish, while others are mature and plump. Whether their hair is rolled up or scattered over their shoulders, they can see a strand of "colored satin" that is different from the original hair color, like an ornament buried in the ends of the hair. . Reminiscent of Denise's appearance, it seems that this is also the popular style of the Dawn nobles.
In addition, most of them wear close-fitting silk and satin, which overflows with light when walking, which perfectly sets off the curves of their bodies. And unlike the popular robes in Greycastle, most of these clothes stopped above the knees, with their shoulders exposed, as if they were deliberately tempting him.
Yorko's heart cheered, and his choice was indeed right.
If the women of Greycastle also pay attention to some subtle and restrained sentiments, then this is the undisguised fiery.
Of course, most of their fervor was aimed at those handsome young men and knights, rather than nobles who were not very outstanding in appearance like him, but it was difficult for Yorko, he never attracted people by his appearance.
"Welcome to the Kingdom of Dawn," a young man with a slightly pale complexion walked up to him, "I have read Roland Wimbledon's letter of introduction and documents, so he is now Got the entire Greycastle?"
There is no doubt that this person must be the host of the banquet, His Royal Highness Ampain Moa.
Yorko hurriedly touched his chest and saluted. Since he represented the Royal Family of Greycastle, he didn't need to kneel on one knee. While bowing his head, he was also secretly surprised. If the eldest son presided over the reception banquet, it could be said that the king was busy with government affairs and could not take it out. Even the letters of His Majesty Roland were directly handed over to the eldest son. It can even be regarded as a diplomatic disobedience.
He first answered the other party's question, and then bit his head and asked, "I don't know your father..."
"He's sick, very sick," Am Paine sighed, "that's why he can't entertain you in person."
"I'm very, very sorry to hear that."
"It doesn't matter... This is already known to everyone in Radiance City. A month and a half ago, he suddenly passed out at the banquet, and he has not recovered since then. He can only stay awake for two or three hours a day, and the rest of the time he is in a coma. ."
A month and a half ago... It was almost the day he set out from the Royal Capital of Graycastle, Yorko comforted, "Your Majesty, he will get better slowly, please don't worry too much."
"Thank you," the prince smiled reluctantly, "enjoy this banquet, and then I will let the etiquette officer prepare a place for you to stay."
"Thank you for your care." Just as the other party was about to leave, Yorko suddenly remembered his own business and said quickly, "By the way, your esteemed highness, I didn't know about the alliance between the Kingdom of Dawn and Greycastle earlier."
"I also understand this matter, but now my father can't handle government affairs for the time being, so let's wait until he gets better."
After the group left, Yorko breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that he has the talent to be an ambassador, and there was nothing wrong with the first negotiation with the royal family, but unfortunately encountered a little accident in the first task. But it didn't matter, anyway, he would live in the city for a long time, and it was impossible for Moa IV to be ill for several years in a row.
Taking advantage of this time, it is better to pay more attention to the beautiful women in the hall.
"We met again, Mr. Ambassador," he was thinking when a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.
Yorko was startled, he turned around suddenly, and found that the person who came was really Denise Payton, the businessman who had a good time with him.
"how can you"
"I said, we'll see you soon." She raised a glass of red wine and smiled, "Come toast to our reunion."
Yorko hurriedly looked around, for fear that a certain noble was staring at him.
"Are you looking for my husband?" Denise raised her eyebrows. "Don't worry, he's not qualified to come here."
"You mean..."
"I'm the owner of the Peyton family, not him," the other party said bluntly. "The maid at home is enough for him to enjoy himself. If he wants to try something fresh outside, he can't do it without my approval."
That's it... Yorko's heart sank back down again. It seems that Denise is the heir to the Peyton family, and women who want to continue the family's practice usually recruit some destitute nobles into the mansion as partners. Due to the disparity in status, The man who needs to change his name is also a man.
"You should have told me earlier," he pretended to be relieved, "I don't want to destroy a pure love."
"Really?" Denise pouted, "When you reach out to me, you can't be called pure anymore." She paused, "Do you have any other plans after the dinner party?"
"Well, I don't think there will be any more," Yorko wrapped his arms around her slender waist, "if you invite me."
"Then I know there is a good place."
"It's all up to you, my dear."
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After the banquet was over, Otto pulled the eldest prince aside in confusion, "I don't understand, Your Highness, even if His Majesty Moa is ill, you can make the covenant first, why do you put this matter on hold? Alliance with Greycastle It's what your father meant, the church forces are so aggressive, we shouldn't fight alone."
"I heard that your father asked you to find Timothy Wimbledon instead of Roland Wimbledon?"
"The object of our alliance should be the King of Greycastle. The news brought by the ambassador also proves this. His Majesty Roland is the new king of the neighboring country."
Ampain Moya nodded, "You have worked hard for the secret visit to Graycastle, but I have my own plans for the alliance, so you don't need to worry about it."
"Your Highness!"
"You don't understand," An Pein interrupted, "I'm thinking of the Kingdom of Dawn."
"It is for the safety of the kingdom that we need someone to contain the church's attack!"
"I said, don't worry about it!"
An Pein's voice couldn't help but rise.
"Sorry, I'm being rude."
Seeing the eldest prince like this, he had no choice but to give up. Just as he turned around, His Highness suddenly stopped him, "We are friends, right?"
"..." Otto was silent for a moment, "Yes, Andrea, Belinda, Oro, and I... are all your friends."
"If something really happened to my father," Am Paine said slowly, "Will you support me to become a king?"