The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 234

Chapter 234: Visit To King Samer

"I believe Prince Arlan didn’t ask for this meeting to exchange praises," Samer commented.

"You are right, King Samer. Coming to this summit is a priceless opportunity to get along with the renowned Fearless Vailes."

The old title Samer held back when he was a Crown Prince brought a small smile to his lips. "I do not even remember the last time I had heard that name."

"If I am not wrong, the last we met was two years back."

"Indeed. The deal between our kingdoms back then helped me strengthen the military might of my army."

The Kingdom of Thevailes was famous for their iron and mineral ores, while the Kingdom of Griven was famous for its artisans and their craftsmanship. Back then, there was a cooperation where both kingdoms benefited immensely.

"I thought this is a good opportunity to discuss improvements regarding the partnership we established years ago, which I’m sure will be of interest to you, King Samer."

"Good to see Prince Arlan has such intentions."

"Whatever benefits our kingdoms," he replied. "Not to mention, I believe Thevailes will only grow into a more powerful kingdom under your reign."

It happened that the doors opened then, with servants bringing in high-quality tea and delicacies. Samer leaned back on the plush, velvet couch, his nonchalant face harboring faint amusement, revealing disdain for formalities. He extended a hand in the direction of a servant, gesturing for him to leave.

"Since a rare friend has come, serve us my favorite vintage wine."

Hearing those words from the King, Oriana glanced at Arlan.

’They are going to drink?! In the middle of the day?’ Nowadays, Arlan being drunk only made her wary of him. ’But he won’t get drunk with just a little wine, right?"

Whenever the prince acted improperly in the past, it would require at least several bottles of wine. Still, she could not help but feel worried about him.

’He already looks so tired. Seems like he has not been sleeping well for the past few nights. He should not drink in such a situation.’

Her unease only grew stronger at the sight of the wine the servant brought in. As the servants poured its contents into the pair of crystal glasses, deep, ruby-red liquid swirled inside. From the color and fragrance alone, it was obviously a product carefully aged for a long, long time. The strong aroma of the wine permeated the room, creating an atmosphere of indulgence.

Despite her better judgment, Oriana chose to open her mouth to remind Arlan, "Your Highness, it would be better if you do not drink at this hour."

Arlan promptly paused, before his head turned to look over his shoulders. A ghost of a smile appeared on his face as he swirled the glass of wine. From her eyes, he could feel her genuine concern towards him.

For a moment, it felt as if everything between them had returned to normal.