Following the announcement outside the door, a beautiful figure stepped into the palace gate.
At this moment, Natasha was wearing a gorgeous purple dress, with a white tulle covering her head.
As she continued to take steps, her tall and graceful figure swayed in the field, almost suffocating all the nobles.
Natasha walked through the crowd in a hurry and finally came to the high platform.
When the eldest prince saw Natasha at this moment, his face turned slightly red, and he was obviously excited that he was about to get this beauty.
However, Natasha did not look at him after taking the stage. Instead, her eyes under the tulle continued to search the crowd below, and finally locked on one of them.
The eldest prince followed his gaze and saw Narant standing at the long table at the edge of the hall.
"Bastard!" The eldest prince's smile froze slightly, and anger arose in his heart.
However, when he remembered the preparations he had made before, his anger immediately dropped again, "Boy, you can't blame me for seeking your own death. I hope you can recognize your identity in the next life!"
Thinking silently in his heart, the eldest prince withdrew his gaze and resumed his bright smile.
But no one knew the eldest prince's mental journey. When the king saw that Natasha had arrived at the high platform, he did not waste time and immediately nodded to a middle-aged nobleman in the audience who was responsible for hosting the wedding.
The middle-aged noble received the signal and immediately trotted onto the high platform, then stood in the middle of the eldest prince and Natasha.
"Dear gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, tonight there is a feast that attracts national attention in this palace. Prince Byron, the heir to His Majesty the King of the Agate Principality, will get married today!"
"And the wife he will marry is the beautiful Miss Natasha of the Frank family!"
"I, Chapu, am honored to be appointed by His Majesty as the host of tonight's wedding. Now, let us all come together to witness this wedding that is celebrated by the whole country!"
"Please, His Highness the Prince and Miss Natasha, take two steps forward facing each other..."
After the host came on stage, he began to arrange the wedding process skillfully. Under his instigation with a few words, both the nobles below and the king on the high platform were all smiling and attracted their attention. They all looked at the couple.
A newcomer with an important position in the principality.
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At the same time, after everyone's attention was drawn away, unusual things happened in two places in the palace.
One of them is at the long table where Narant is sitting.
"Are you Sir Narant?" At a long table in the audience, Narant looked at Natasha with a complicated mood for a moment, wondering if the system would come with a task to stop the wedding.
Then when he was deciding what to do, a call suddenly came to his ears.
"Huh? What's the matter?" Nalant looked down and saw a male servant in the palace.
"Sir Narant, there is a lady named Vivian looking for you outside the palace!"
"Vivian is looking for me?" Nalant was stunned.
"Yes, Sir Narante, the lady said the name herself. She seemed quite anxious!" the footman responded respectfully.
"Well! Take me to see it!" Hearing such words, Nalant didn't think much, and immediately frowned and walked out of the palace. After all, if Vivian comes to find him now, there must be something wrong with him.
Something big happens.
After Nalant left, the second unusual thing happened in the hall.
At this moment, His Highness the Second Prince was not focusing on the eldest prince and Natasha like others, but was communicating with a maid behind him in an extremely soft voice.
"Has everything been done?"
"Your Highness, it's done!"
"You are sure there is really no cure. You must know that there are so many golden knights here. In fact, I think it is best to postpone this plan a little later. After all, if something goes wrong, I am afraid my father will not forgive me.
I!"
"Your Highness, don't worry about this. Even if the Golden Knight drinks our potion, he won't be able to use fighting energy for three days!"
"Now that most of your father's Iron Guard knights are staying at the Fire Dragon Castle Fortress, while the six earls are present at the same time, this is your best chance!
"Your Highness, you just need to believe in us and abide by the agreement with us. Then the king of the Agate Principality will definitely be yours, and you will be able to sit on the throne of the main hall tomorrow!"
It is hard to imagine that a maid would speak to His Highness the Second Prince in such a tone. It is obvious that the origin of this maid is not simple.
"Then how long will it take for this potion to take effect?" After listening to the maid's story, the second prince Jagger looked at Byron with a happy face and immediately clenched his fists.
"Your Highness, the effect of the medicine should start to take effect at this moment, and the stronger it is, the faster it takes effect. You can start the plan at any time!"
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The two unusual things in the venue did not attract anyone's attention, because the wedding at this moment finally reached its climax under the arrangement of the host.
"Your Majesty the Great Prince, are you willing to marry this beautiful Miss Natasha and become her husband?"
"I do!" The eldest prince said without any hesitation.
The host looked at Natasha with a smile again.
"Miss Natasha, would you like to marry this handsome Prince Byron and become his wife?"
"..." After the host finished speaking, Natasha did not answer. It was obvious that she was unwilling.
However, the host had been informed in advance, and after receiving no response, he completely ignored Natasha's silence and nodded to himself, "Very good, Miss Natasha also agreed. Since both parties have agreed,
So I finally want to ask all the Binks present, do any of you object to this wedding?"
"If not, then let us congratulate His Highness the Great Prince and Miss Natasha on officially becoming husband and wife!"
Nobles are hypocritical. In order to show off their humility and fairness, they will definitely ask the opinions of the guests below at the wedding.
Of course, this is just a formality. On such an occasion, I’m afraid no one would be crazy enough to say something against me.
Otherwise, the fart will have no effect, and instead it will create a life-or-death enemy that will not stop fighting.
However, just when everyone below thought that the host would announce the completion of the wedding in three to five seconds and then enter the banquet celebration, something unexpected happened.
"I object!"
"Well, since no one objected...objected?" The host didn't react for a moment when he heard the voice. He thought it meant I didn't object.
But after a moment, his body trembled, and he looked in the direction of the sound in disbelief.
"Your Highness the Second Prince?"
"Jagger?"
This objection was naturally not made by Narante, because he had already been led out of the palace by the male servants.
The real voice of opposition was something that no one present could have imagined. It was none other than the second prince Jagger.
Immediately, all the nobles, big and small, looked at each other and looked at His Highness the Second Prince.
The king also looked at his second son below the side of the platform in disbelief.