THE FORBIDDEN PASSION OF THE RULER
Aren't you depressed?

This afternoon is the anniversary of the wedding of King Barack and Queen Clorris. The kingdom is instantaneous in magic like a fairyland where Madison is famous for its splendor and its expensive stone land is on display to the guests present.

Various other noble families came. They did not stop entering the gate that was already on the red carpet with flowers and began to gather in the magnificent palace hall.

All the families in attendance were busy congratulating King Barack and Queen Clorris on greeting close relatives of the kingdom.

"King Barack! Congratulations on your wedding day!"

"Thank you! Enjoy party!" King Barack's words clashed with nearby royal envoys and some of his old friends.

Queen Clorris was seen chatting elegantly with one of the queens of the kingdom of Artefea who was an important person for them.

"Queen Artefea! Looks like your son just came to our kingdom this time," Queen Clorris looked at a middle-aged woman who seemed to introduce her son.

"Well, this is Ximus! She rarely participated in events like this but, because Queen Clorris herself invited finally she was willing to come!"

"Ouhh, that's so sweet," answered Queen Clorris staring at Ximus' friendly man with a tall stature and golden blonde hair matching her eye color which is typical of people from the kingdom of Artefea.

The guy looks the same age as Delvin. In terms of expensive suits and the neatness of his hair, he is a perfectionist and orderly man.

"Damus! If I had a daughter, I would have introduced you, son! You look so mature and wise!"

"Thank you!" Briefly Ximus. He is a friendly man but also a thinker.

He observed Madison's kingdom which was very large and full of perfection.

Ximus looked at each other with King Hanzo who was his father. A look that only father and son can understand.

"Mom! I'll say hello to the others!" His love for the mother and Queen Clorris nodded to him.

Ximus walked over to Delvin who was talking to some of his father's guests.

"Excuse me!" Sapanya and of course Delvin directly looked at him.

"You.."

"Damus! Artefea Kingdom!" Sela Ximus extended a hand. Delvin did not hesitate to serve with familiar because he was familiar with the great kingdom of the best pearl producer.

"Delvin! Nice to meet a prince from a great kingdom like you."

"Well, I heard today the crown prince Madison's announcement, right?" Ximus asked him to take off his hands with a nodding Delvin.

He scanned Ximus's performance from top to bottom and everything showed a high grade.

"Well, and I think you know the crown prince in question, hm?"

"Ouh, yeah! Sure," replied Ximus. He saw Delvin not so good at reading someone's intentions. This man was too hasty and careless, but that was the core part.

Ximus continued to quietly observe Delvin's interactions with the people around him until Ximus's gaze was fixed on a figure who had been very domineering but did not dare to approach.

"Isn't he King Barack's first son?!" Inner Ximus saw Milano sitting in the corner seat with a drink in his hand.

The handsome face of the man looked less friendly even very unfriendly. Some people around the chair got away because the air around Milano made the human heart uncomfortable.

Ximus was quite curious. He picked up a glass in the tray of one servant passing by nearby, then approached Milano who appeared to be sitting on his proud foot support with a flat gaze with no interest in anyone.

"Excuse me!"

Sweep with warmth spread. Milano did not look at Ximus even he only focused on his drinking glass.

"The arrogance of this man was very domineering. He also has a strong aura. Unlike Delvin," Inner Ximus glanced at Delvin who was busy being a sycophant.

"You don't seem comfortable with this party. Me too!" Ximus said he wanted to sit in a chair near Milano but the sharp, deadly glances of his eyes stopped Ximus from moving.

"You're really hard to get close to."

Milano is not interested in answering. He was a lot silent but it is undeniable Ximus difficult to read the character of himself.

"I hear there will be an announcement of the crown prince's successor to the throne. Who do you think will go up?"

"Increase how to dig up your information" Datar Milano sipped his last glass with a very stable face full of control.

Ximus. He smiled as he enjoyed the wine in his glass. He looked at the people around them and then came back to see Milano who could not be in the pussy.

"I think the throne is yours!"

"Darling!"

Princess Veronica who came walked over here. Ximus saw that Milano did not respond so much that even this man still remained so cold and very indifferent.

"A boring house" whispered Ximus to Milano. He smiled welcoming princess Veronica who immediately embraced Milano's friendly arms.

"Well, beautiful female hunter," Ximus curled a rather mischievous smile to see Milano's response and the man still remained loyal to his frozen face.

Princess Veronica who was interested in Ximus immediately strolled first.

"Veronica of the kingdom of Sauveron!"

"Ouh, what a beautiful name and full of beauty!" Praise Ximus for shaking the hand of Veronica's smiling daughter satisfied with the praise Ximus made.

Milano was silent but the corners of his lips were drawn narrowly like mocking Ximus' words just now.

"Darling! Come join my family!"

"This drink is quite delicious," muttered Milano standing up wanting to go in another direction but suddenly there was a boisterous sound in front of the hall.

The media that was busy capturing the moment of this party began to fluctuate. They were like hunting down a newly arrived figure even the invited guests in front seemed to whisper.

"Isn't that Princess Latizia!"

"But, rumors spread he's in a state of depression!"

Say they are confused. Milano is stuck to stay here. His eyes continued to look as if looking for blemish among the people who were crammed.

"But she is so beautiful!"

"Look, I've never seen it in person and it's crazy!!"

Decah the men there are even women who see the figure until curious.

Milano was still empty when the legs level someone had flicked his dress subordinates very elegantly stepped in amidst all the invited guests.

Delvin was flabbergasted in disbelief to see Latizia come up with a different look. He was present just like the first time he met.

Princess of Garalden kingdom who is famous for beauty and beauty according to the superiority of his territory.

Latizia stood in the company of two familiar middle-aged men. It was the two confidants of King Garalden and appeared to be on standby.

"Daughter!"

"She's Latizia's daughter!"

Shock they can't understand this. Latizia who looked very beautiful with a long red dress without arms was like a rose that was becoming a scramble.

The mystical purple gaze was increasingly aura-filled in allure. Latizia never put on makeup until this serious. He accentuated every side of his body but also used a fur coat that he did not fully wear.

Just as a complement to both his arms and back seemed to show off his awesome shoulder line and smooth skin.

"Princess Latizia!"

"Have not seen you in a long time. How are you?"

"Is it true that you're going through a period of severe depression? You were amazing tonight."

Asked the media to point his camera at the smiling Latizia. Before answering he first looked at Delvin turned to King Barack and then Queen Clorris who was still sculpting.

"Massa depression. Did I ever say that?" Latizia asked with a very refined and upbringing gesture.

"But your husband says you're in deep depression over the deaths of your parents."

"really? I didn't know about it. All this time I've been feeling pretty good and healthy" Latizia replied in a puzzled look at each other with two men nearby.

Delvin began to feel threatened by Latizia's answer. He accidentally looked at Milano who looked a small smile but the man's eyes did not blink looking at his depression who was making a surprise.

"This must have been the case," growled Delvin wanted to approach Milano but Latizia called him immediately.

"My husband!"

Delvin immediately put on a warm face. He walked closer to Latizia who immediately held the friendly Delvin arm.

"I don't understand what they're talking about. Didn't I have been fine all this time and you know that, then why did you say I was depressed?"

"Darling! I know your inner self and will never let you have a hard time" Delvin replied, rubbing Latizia's cheek gently.

Latizia still looked calm but not with Milano. The look on her face instantly turned pias and extinguished as the smooth cheeks of the woman were touched cordially in front of many people.

Ximus could see the change of Milano. If with Veronica this man does not care but Latizia?.emm this is very interesting, thought Ximus smiled thinly gulping wine in his glass.

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