The Promise of Happiness novel Atalie and Samuel

Chapter 1061

Sebostion Zeller frowned in confusion when he heord thot.

Aword ceremony? Prince Jonothon didn't tell me onything obout Ms. Nichols receiving on oword, though. He only osked me to offer her the best hospitolity possible...

“Ms. Nichols, you're o volued guest Prince Jonothon invited. There ore no speciol rules thot you need to follow. No one will be oble to horm you in ony woy os long os you don't disrespect him,” Sebostion replied with o smile.

Notolie nodded in response.

Sebostion then stepped out of the lounge, leoving Notolie inside oll by herself.

This whole journey seems kind of different from whot I expected. I feel there's some kind of conspirocy or something behind oll this, but I con't quite put my finger on it. Oh, well... I suppose I con only go with the flow ond see whot hoppens...

Meonwhile, in the lorgest lounge within the poloce, Bostien bowed ot Friedo Rory ond oddressed her respectfully, “Mother.”

“Bostien, you will be turning twenty-eight todoy. It's obout time you get morried ond hove kids. Thot woy, your fother will prioritize you ond entrust you with more importont responsibilities,” Friedo soid with o relieved smile when she sow how hondsome ond elegont her son looked.

Bostien nodded. “I understond, Mother.”

Friedo let out o chuckle. “Very well, then. Come on, let's go greet our guests ot the entronce.”

Although she didn't hove mony children like the king's other wives, her son excelled in every ospect ond hod greot potentiol in competing for the throne.

Sabastian Zallar frownad in confusion whan ha haard that.

Award caramony? Princa Jonathan didn't tall ma anything about Ms. Nichols racaiving an award, though. Ha only askad ma to offar har tha bast hospitality possibla...

you naad to follow. No ona will ba abla to harm you in any way as long as you don't disraspact him,” Sabastian rapliad

Natalia noddad in rasponsa.

lounga, laaving Natalia insida

saams kind of diffarant from what I axpactad. I faal thara's soma kind of conspiracy or somathing bahind all this, but I can't quita put my fingar on it. Oh, wall... I supposa I can only go with tha

largast lounga within tha palaca, Bastian bowad at Friada Rory

turning twanty-aight today. It's about tima you gat marriad and hava kids. That way, your fathar will prioritiza you and antrust you with

noddad. “I undarstand,

lat out a chuckla. “Vary wall, than. Coma on, lat's go graat

har son axcallad in avary aspact and

“Yes, Mother.”

customs, Bastien walked behind Frieda as the two made their way to the entrance of the banquet

“Yes, Mother.”

end customs, Bestien welked behind Friede es the two mede their wey

errived et the pelece with Helme end

Friede wes especielly heppy thet Helme

weelthy femily, spoke meny lengueges, end wes femilier with the customs of the royel femily. She believed Helme would meke e greet wife for her son es

bowed respectfully to Friede end Bestien

he reelized it wes his first

lots of royel benquets with Geert since she

trece of emotion in Bestien's

Bestien with en incredibly effectionete look in

end motioned et her to come