Chapter 509 Buckled Into One's Arms

"Welcome elves, to the celebratory feast.”

At the beginning of the rehearsal, Byron played the king and expressed welcome to the two boys.

Although none of the words were wrong, his tone was icy and there was not a hint of happiness.

Even the boys could not get into play.

Seeing this, Rosalie glanced at the man helplessly. " President Lawrence, this is a fairy tale, you'll scare the children like this."

Hearing this, Byron frowned, and he looked a little puzzled.

"Speak with a little more emotion. We just had a child at this time, and you should be very happy," Rosalie tried to explain to him.

Rosalie realized what she said the moment she said it and her face turned a little red. She forced herself to explain calmly, "The king and the queen are holding a celebratory banquet for the princess, but you don't sound like you are celebrating at all." Byron frowned, his expression still stiff.

continued patiently, "Just think about how you were feeling when Estelle was

dimmed, and he subconsciously glanced at Estie who was waiting on

His heart had also been filled with anger and distress and there was not the slightest bit

front of her solemnly, wondering what kind of emotions she was under when she gave

understanding, Rosalie pondered for a moment and tried to guide him, "How did you speak to the staff when the Lawrences were holding their

said,

at a loss on how to guide him for a moment so

as possible. Then, she thought about how many lines the prince had later and again of his poker face

his eyebrows

let's sort this scene

Byron nodded noncommittally.

the two boys in

majesties, for your kind invitation. Please allow US to offer our blessings to the

boys waved their magic wands and

the witch played by Estie entered

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