Chapter 1858: General Wind's Meaning

In the pavilion of Bertie's palace courtyard, Rowan and Claire accompanied him for afternoon tea, having played two rounds of chess. The father and son were evenly matched in their chess skills.

"Where is Annie with Tristan? Haven't seen her for a few hours," Bertie asked, raising his gaze as if suddenly remembering, "Where did they go?"

Rowan made his move on the chessboard and said, "They're taking wedding photos. They scouted some locations in the royal palace a few days ago and decided to take advantage of this opportunity to capture various styles.”

“That's good. It's better to be prepared and not rushed later," Bertie felt pleased, looking at the young couple sitting across from him. He asked, "Have you two not taken yours yet? When are you planning to?"

"We're planning a destination shoot,” Rowan answered, then he turned his gaze and reached out to embrace Claire, who was sitting beside him, with a smile on his face. "We're going on a global trip and planning to shoot in Bali.”

“Do you have the time for that?"

we do. We'll make all the arrangements before we go. First, we'll finish the wedding banquet in Arkpool City, and there are some matters at the hospital that

take bodyguards,” Bertie

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he reminded

couple who were currently taking

still warm as the people had left. He sat there alone, sipping

he could live for several more decades, a

down and stopped causing trouble, and the remnants of the royal faction had been

the woman he loved, and Annie, who had been missing for many years, had

the greatest happiness

as he drank his tea, Bertie inadvertently raised his gaze. He saw General Wind

as there was no direct matter between them that required

old king's heart skipped a beat, then he watched General Wind rise and asked directly, “What is it? Do you have

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