Free Web NovelChapter 1919: Chapter 467: Outshone by Pearls and Jade, Good Fortune Approaches
Prince Agunara usually wakes up early, but it’s almost noon today, and he’s still not up?
Occasionally waking up late is no big deal, especially for a lazy young man like Prince Agunara, Simon found a reason for the Prince and decided to station someone at the door, then turned to leave.
Today, the atmosphere throughout the palace was very subdued, with maids treading carefully, afraid to make any sound.
He finally managed to find out that Princess was sick.
Thinking of that beautiful and noble young girl, who would have thought her body was so frail? The Prince was consumed by thoughts of her, feeling a determination not to rest until she was his.
Since the King brought the Prince here, he was clearly supportive. This Queen was somewhat enigmatic, even Sangque showed her respect, which made her more formidable. The King wants to escape Sangque’s control by marrying into the Queen’s lineage but isn’t he afraid of jumping from the wolf’s den into the tiger’s lair?
However, one thing the King was certain of: when faced with an unknown future or a future headed for ruin, he would rather choose the former, at least having the initiative makes him less passive.
But the Prince, wishing to marry the Princess, faced obstacles from Lorde and Neo, making it extremely difficult. Both were outstanding young men, especially Neo, whose status was significantly higher than the Prince. While in tales, Princes and Princesses always live happily ever after, reality is often harsh.
However, from another perspective, Lorde is Sangque’s only son, and Sangque values him greatly, so his marriage will be considered carefully. As for Neo, flattering as it sounds, he’s a Duke, second to none in Country Y, but under Lady Mindai’s control, he has no chance to flourish. In this way, the Prince seems to have the best chance.
As thoughts like this lingered, Lorde emerged from a room, and just coincidentally collided with Neo coming out from the opposite room. Both were elite young men, especially Lorde, impossibly handsome, with a commanding presence that brimmed with battlefield-forged strength, making people not underestimate him.
Standing together, the two instantly overshadowed the flamboyant Neo.
Simon quietly lowered his gaze, stepping back.
"Young Master Lorde, good morning. Those dark circles under your eyes, didn’t sleep well last night?" Neo asked, with a playful smile for all, eliciting a furrowed brow and a faint displeasure in Lorde’s heart.
Stepping past Neo, he strode ahead, as if disdaining to engage. frёewebnoѵēl.com
Neo remained unconcerned, grinning as he followed him.
As they passed by Prince Agunara’s room, Neo asked Simon, "Hasn’t your Prince woken yet? What time is it? Never imagined he had a habit of sleeping in."
Simon replied with poise, "Prince drank a bit last night, so he wanted a longer sleep this morning, didn’t want to wake him."
"You’re a thoughtful servant." Neo said this with a smile, but the tone carried a sting of sarcasm.
Simon smiled and said nothing.
He glanced at Lorde’s cold demeanor, secretly clenching his fist; this man beat the Prince up last night, and acted as if nothing had happened today—truly arrogant.
Neo glanced at Lorde and then Simon, lips curling into a knowing smile, aware of the incident where Lorde beat up Prince Agunara for the Princess’s sake.
Had thought this guy was insensitive to women, but unexpectedly he also had moments of furious indignation for beauty.
But that depended on the caliber of the beauty.
At this moment, someone approached, accompanied by two stern-faced soldiers, and seeing Lorde and Neo, they smiled broadly and stepped forward.
"Young Master Lorde and Duke Neo are here, so I won’t beat around the bush. The Queen invites you three to visit her now, please follow me." The speaker gestured invitingly.
Lorde pressed his lips and took the lead, while Neo glanced at Simon and smiled, "Aren’t you waking your Prince?"
Before Simon could respond, Butler Ziyu already said with a smile, "Since the Prince hasn’t woken, let’s not disturb his rest."
Simon: "...!"
The Prince would be furious if he knew.
The three left one after another.
Simon thought for a moment, knocked on the door, and tentatively called out, "Prince...?"
The Prince had a severe case of sleep inertia, and if awakened rudely, he would undoubtedly fly into a rage.
After some time with no response, Simon felt something was amiss and pushed the door open, walking in.
On the large bed lay someone, deeply asleep, and as he approached, he noticed the Prince’s abnormal flush, brows knitted, fingers clenching the quilt so tightly that it was nearly marked.
"Prince?" Simon’s heart sank, he hurried over to wake him.
"Prince, wake up!"
The Prince remained with eyes shut tight.
Simon placed the back of his hand on the Prince’s forehead; the cold shock brought him a shiver, this was all too strange...
Just as Simon was about to call for help, the Prince suddenly grabbed his wrist, fingers clutching tightly, causing Simon to wince in pain.
Agunara finally opened his eyes, the bloodshot streaks in his gaze startled Simon.
Vacantly scanning the surroundings, his gaze eventually fixated on Simon, who sighed in relief and immediately asked, "Prince, are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
Agunara propped himself up, rubbing his brow, his head feeling like it was about to explode, chaotic memories fleeting through his mind faster than he could catch them.
"My head hurts a bit..."
Simon immediately thought of Lorde, could last night’s beating have messed up the Prince’s head? Now that’s troublesome...
"Simon, I..." Agunara tried to say something but realized his mind was blank, stuck in that moment.
"I seemed to have a nightmare, an incredibly terrifying nightmare, yet I can’t remember a thing..." Agunara’s cheeks were pale, terror lingering in his eyes, his lips trembling slightly.
Simon assumed the Prince hadn’t fully woken, merely talking in his sleep, quietly relaxing and comforting, "Since it’s a dream, it’s not real, and I’ve heard people say dreams are the opposite, meaning good things are coming, Prince."
Agunara hesitated, "Is that really true?"
Despite the hazy consciousness, he had an inkling that it was an exceedingly frightening Hell...so terrifying that even though he couldn’t recall anything, he still broke out in a cold sweat.
"No...it’s not, the dream was real...Simon, do you know? It was horrible..." the Prince said, covering his face, retreating into the quilt, wrapping his head, his body trembling.
Simon: "...!"
Why did the Prince feel like he had gone mad?
Simon patiently advised, "The Queen’s steward came by earlier and the Queen wishes to see you, Prince. Please get ready and go meet her."
Agunara suddenly sat up straight.
As soon as the Princess was mentioned, the Prince who appeared crazed just a moment ago, immediately gathered his seriousness, with Simon quietly uneasy, the Prince was clearly not alright, looks like he needs a doctor. freewebnovel.cσ๓
Agunara just moved off the quilt and his legs nearly gave way, almost collapsing to the floor; Simon quickly supported him, "Prince..."
Agunara felt as if his legs were numb, and even his hands, unable to marshal any strength, his mind flashing faint images, the sunny scene outside suddenly felt like stepping into Hell...
Cold sweat crept down his spine.
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The Queen’s summons for the three was simple, she set challenges, whomever triumphs, wins the Princess’s hand.
As for the tests, there are three, for a man to be worthy of the Princess, he must achieve three things; talent, wisdom, courage.
Each corresponds to a test.
The specifics of the tests will be announced by Butler Ziyu.
"You three are exceptionally good lads, but I have only one precious daughter, so I must resort to this."
"Understood, the Princess is noble and beautiful, we all admire her wholeheartedly, fair competition is the only way." The ever-charming Duke Neo couldn’t escape a touch of nerves before this woman.
No wonder she singularly built a regime, her implicit fortitude nearly overwhelmed him.
The Queen smiled, turning around, leaving only a graceful silhouette.
"I hope your performance won’t let me down."
After the three left, Neo glanced back at the tightly shut door, isolating the woman’s mysterious silhouette.
Unintentionally, he spied the dazed Agunara, since earlier he had been like this, seeming lost, and couldn’t help but laugh, "What’s wrong, Prince?"
