The ball in the palace was quite luxurious. Fortunately, Werther had some memories of how to dance at the ball, so he would not make a fool of himself in public. Many women invited Werther to dance until early in the morning.
The night is already dark, but whether it is the banquet hall or the garden, there are still many people who are still interested. Accompanied by beautiful music, they spin happily under the crystal lamp or in the night. While dancing, Werther thought, what if Lina
It would be great to be able to come and participate.
He couldn't hold it any longer, so after finishing the dance, he yawned and lay down on a chair.
Maier appeared in front of him and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness, I see that you are very tired. Do you want me to pour you a cup of coffee?"
"Can I go back to the bedroom and sleep?"
"This is not possible, Your Highness, at the court ball in Notland, the royal family members cannot leave unless they are grounded, no matter how sleepy they are. The king has ordered that you, as a prince, must attend the ball until dawn.
You see, the king and queen haven't gone back to rest yet, and the princess is still dancing."
"Well, that's true." Werther looked around and found that his father and stepmother had finished dancing and were sitting in front drinking coffee, while Doris was dancing with a boy.
Wait, that's the boy who was discussing the sword with Doris! He saw them dancing a few hours ago, and now it's the two of them! Werther squinted his eyes curiously and carefully observed the expressions of the two. The boy was normal.
And Doris looked extremely excited, as if she was tireless.
It’s not like Doris really likes that boy, but Werther seems to be unable to see the boy’s temperament. He just vaguely feels that the boy is very good at hiding his emotions and thoughts. If he is a good person, then Werther will feel for Doris.
"Your Highness, do you want coffee?" Maier asked again.
"Oh, I want it." Werther was awakened, leaned his sleepy face on the back of the chair, and quickly fell asleep.
He didn't wake up until Maier brought him coffee. Tasting the coffee from the palace, he couldn't help but sigh that this coffee was much better than the one in his castle. Fortunately, he had the opportunity to drink a cup. Perhaps, he could drink more.
How many cups?
"Mr. Meyer, are there any more?" Werther held the empty cup and looked at Meyer expectantly.
"Of course, Your Highness, I will pour it for you now."
"No, just bring a coffee pot."
"Ah, Your Highness, you are really good at drinking."
"It's hard to come to the palace. How can I do it if I don't drink enough?"
"Haha~" Maier looked at Werther helplessly and kindly, "I will go get it for Your Highness now."
Soon Maier fetched the coffee pot. This coffee pot had a very delicate appearance and was not large in size. It had the capacity of five to six small cups of coffee.
Werther relied on this pot of coffee until early morning, during which time he danced two more times.
The banquet specially prepared for Werther came to an end, and the guests left in carriages. The Earl of Brookstone and his family also bid farewell to the king and his companions heartily.
Caitlin walked up to Werther, her smile full of sunshine: "Cousin Werther, don't forget, I gave you a cloak. When I go to Daybreak Town, don't forget to give me a gift."
Werther also smiled happily and said: "Of course, no one can forget you, cousin Caitlin."
I said goodbye to the Earl of Xishicheng and his family, and also said goodbye to other nobles. It was already morning.
Everyone in the palace was very sleepy and it was time to go back to the bedroom to sleep. According to the past situation in the Notland Palace, they would sleep until the afternoon and then go straight to the room.
Have afternoon tea.
"Your Majesty," the queen said to the king, "can you lift Len's grounding?"
"Okay now."
"Thank you, Your Majesty. Anyway, the banquet is over, can Werther go back?" The queen looked at the king sideways and covered her evil smile with her golden fan.
"No, Werther is also very tired and needs to rest. Let him have dinner before setting off." The king directly rejected the queen's proposal.
The queen pouted angrily again and fanned herself desperately.
She rolled her eyes and then said: "But it will get dark after dinner. If you are not worried about Werther, I am still worried about him. Why don't you let him have afternoon tea and then go back?"
After thinking for a while, the king said: "What you said makes sense, so let's do what you said."
The queen breathed a sigh of relief, but still felt not happy enough.
Like other members of the royal family, Werther slept until the afternoon before waking up. When he woke up, he felt sleepy and then heard a knock on the door.
It was Maier's voice: "Your Highness, are you awake? It's time to have afternoon tea."
"Well, here it comes."
Werther hurriedly changed his clothes and once again participated in the afternoon tea at the palace. This time there was no Caitlin and the two cousins, but the king, queen, Lerne and Doris.
The king and Doris were quite kind to Werther, but the queen and Ren looked at him as if they wanted to skin him. However, Werther didn't pay attention to these malicious looks, he just ate the dessert leisurely,
Drinking black tea.
After afternoon tea, Werther went back to the room to pack his things. He put the round and big emerald, the elf growth agent and the new cloak into the package.
After packing up, he followed Maier out of the castle, with only the king seeing him off at the door.
The king looked at him kindly and said: "Son, when you come back this time, you let me see that you have grown a lot, but you must remember that your territory is only Dawn Town, and you must not have any other delusions.
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Werther smiled and said: "I understand, father, I will definitely not disappoint your expectations."
The king nodded: "That's good, son, go back. Maier has put enough food and drinks on the carriage, and he was worried that the original blanket was not enough, so he added another blanket."
"Thank you, father, and thank you, Mr. Maier. See you later."
The king nodded and said no more. Maier waved goodbye to Werther.
Werther walked to the carriage and found that the carriage driver was Mr. Messenger again. He happily walked in.
Soon, the carriage started heading towards Daybreak Town.
"His Royal Highness, I'm glad to see you again!" The messenger shouted from the front, "When I take you back to the castle, you must treat me to a new variety of bread."
"I will definitely do it! I will also let you have dinner and try the cooking of Mr. Potter, the chef of our castle. Although the food in our castle is far less luxurious than that in the palace, it is very characteristic of Dawn Town."
"Okay, I would like to thank Your Highness first."
They returned almost along the same route. Since the return journey was not in a hurry, they were able to find a hotel in the town to stay for one night.
The journey went very smoothly this time. Even though they stayed in the hotel for the night, they still arrived at the castle in Daybreak Town after more than two days.
It was already past eight o'clock in the evening when we arrived at the castle.
After hearing the knock on the door, Tom opened the door and looked at Werther standing in front of him in surprise, and said: "Your Highness
, you are finally back. The date we calculated is indeed for you to come back today or tomorrow, so just in case, we have prepared dinner for you. It has just been prepared. Please wash your hands and go to eat."
"Great, I also brought a friend with me. He is Mr. Messenger." Werther introduced the messenger next to him to Tom, "I want to let him stay in the castle for one night after dinner."
"That's very good, Your Highness. You are also welcome, Mr. Messenger." Tom smiled and made an invitation.
"Hello, Mr. Tom, His Highness mentioned you to me. He said that you are a very competent housekeeper." The messenger also smiled at Tom, and the blush on his cheeks looked very cute.
The second person Werther saw was Lina. After seeing Werther, Lina's eyes seemed to be shining with moving light. She took off the cloak for Werther and asked with concern: "Did everything go well this time?"
"It's not bad. My father's attitude towards me is much better this time. He seems to see my advantages. I also got some gifts, which I will show you later."
"OK."
Werther originally invited everyone in the castle to dine with him at the table, but they had already eaten. So only Werther, the messenger and Margaery, who had not yet eaten, had dinner together at this very long table.
Margaery stared at the messenger with suspicion and slightly angry eyes, but said to Werther: "Brother Werther, who is this messenger, and why can he dine at the same table as the nobles?"
Werther smiled and said: "Well, he is a guest from the palace and not an employee of the castle, so of course he can dine at this table."
"But I hate him." Margaery said directly, "The invitation letter to the palace banquet he brought that day didn't even have one from me."
The messenger smiled awkwardly, not knowing what to say.
Werther put down his knife and fork and looked at Margery seriously: "It's not Mr. Messenger's fault that there is no invitation letter from you. You shouldn't hate him because of this. Margery, I hope you can realize this."
a little."
Margaery's eyes seemed to agree with Werther's statement, but she refused to say it out loud. She just pursed her lips and continued eating her dinner.
"It's okay, you can continue to eat." Werther smiled at the messenger.
The messenger nodded and continued to eat. During the meal, he began to praise the food: "Uncle Potter's craftsmanship is really worthy of praise. The way of cooking this barbecue is really unique."
Margery said with a sullen face: "I made that barbecue."
"Ah, that's it. Miss Margery is really amazing, haha~" the messenger smiled awkwardly and pointed at the bread and said, "This is the first time I have eaten such delicious bread. I wonder if it is Miss Margery.
Or was it done by Uncle Potter?"
"That was made by the master of the bakery and the elf." Margery continued with a gloomy face.
"That's it, hahaha~" The messenger's face became increasingly red.
"Margery, don't speak to Mr. Messenger in such a tone." Werther said seriously again.
"Huh." Margery stopped talking and just ate the food on her plate.
Witt explained to the messenger: "According to my experience, the roast and potato pancakes are made by Margery, while the pies, vegetable salads, grilled fish and soup are made by Uncle Potter."
"I understand." The messenger nodded with a smile, tasted the food carefully, and said after swallowing the food in his mouth, "The food here is indeed delicious. I am very happy to have the opportunity to dine with His Highness."