A forced, dry smile was visible on Lipoultry's face.
Those golden eyes seemed to be issuing a warning to him.
In the end, the Marquis quietly withdrew the half-step he had taken.
His body involuntarily leaned back, choosing silence.
Seeing this, the surrounding ministers sighed, and their inner tension surged like a tide.
Seeing the ministers' hesitant expressions, Aubrey broke the silence with a detached tone:
"I'm glad that at least you didn't embarrass yourselves as usual today."
"At least we didn't let outsiders see the embarrassing situation of our empire."
The nobles were even more puzzled upon hearing this.
They looked at each other, heads bowed, and remained silent.
Outsiders? Isn't this entire palace full of their own people?
However, an inexplicable sense of unease lingered in everyone's hearts.
The next second, the premonition came true.
Aubrey's eyes were deep and unfathomable, his gaze following the red carpet out of the palace.
Sunlight pierced through the palace's shadows, making its golden splendor even more dazzling.
A woman dressed simply and neatly, with a serene and warm smile, slowly walked in from outside the door.
At that moment, everyone stared wide-eyed in that direction.
Because, beside that woman, a pure white cloud was quietly floating, following behind her.
And sitting atop those clouds was a figure that looked like a young girl.
She had long, pointed ears, and her pale green eyes gazed around with curiosity.
"I didn't realize how beautiful this place was when I came here before."
The elf's voice rang out leisurely, showing no sign of awe even in the royal palace.
Then, she seemed to sense something.
Through the sunlight, the elf's gaze was fixed on the figure seated on the throne.
She flashed a bright smile and waved to him.
“Hey, Aubrey.”
Long time no see.
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