Neville's gloomy expression instantly softened; he even chuckled softly, took off his hat, and curtsied to Isabella.
"You look very well. Have you rested well, Your Majesty?" After bowing, Neville slowly rose and greeted Isabella in a gentle voice.
Unlike in the afternoon, Isabella was not wearing the wide-brimmed hat that partially covered her face. Her hair was simply tied up, and she was not wearing a coat. She was only wearing a plain white chiffon ruffled blouse. Although it was long-sleeved, the cuffs were rolled up to her forearm joints, revealing a pair of fair forearms.
Her slender hands were adorned with no jewelry, and even her clothes featured only a sun brooch. While this diminished her radiance, it made her appear all the more simple and capable.
At this moment, Eddington crossed his arms and said:
"Hmm... His Majesty hasn't rested yet; he just finished dinner."
“Dinner time is rest time, and the fact that I look well proves it,” Isabella said, her face still beaming with a bright smile as she stood up.
Neville nodded, glanced at Eddington, and then looked at Isabella, saying, "Your Majesty, what brings you here?"
When Neville asked, Isabella picked up the letter on the table and said lightly:
“St. East has sent me several letters in a row.”
"As you know, the Yan Kingdom's military exercises this time not only ventured into our territorial waters, but also went to their territory."
“Saint-Ist is very unhappy...and wants to launch countermeasures.” Isabella shook her head and chuckled softly as she said this.
After the laughter subsided, she tossed the letter in her hand onto the table, her expression suddenly turning cold.
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