Western Fantasy: I can brush entries infinitely

Chapter 40 Prom
"Of course. How could I refuse your invitation, as long as it doesn't cause you any trouble."

This is indeed Ron's truest thought. Michelle must have put in a lot of effort to get in at the ball of the nobles.

"Haha, no, don't worry. If you want to go, I'm relieved." Michelle laughed happily, and then chatted about the prom.

"Speaking of which, the ball was originally held in the academy, but it was His Royal Highness Baird who changed the place of the ball to the palace and set up a class. I really don't know why." Michelle talked about his dissatisfaction with the prince.

"Wait, the second prince you said is still studying at the Noble Academy? His Majesty the King is already 60 years old. If you count the time, this His Royal Highness Baird should be." Ron suddenly felt that he had discovered something.

Michelle was stunned for a moment, saw Ron's gaze, shook her head with a smile, and explained in a low voice: "Ron, you misunderstood, His Royal Highness Baird is not the child of Princess Karaman, and Karaman did not leave any children after becoming a princess. , I heard that he never participated in any social activities."

"Prince Baird is 18 years old, like me, and he will be graduating in a few months."

Seeing Ron's lack of knowledge in this area, he introduced members of the royal family, "The first prince, His Royal Highness Felix, is 27 years old this year. He was born to the first princess and is the legitimate heir to the throne."

Speaking of this, Michelle's voice was even lower, "Although His Royal Highness Felix is ​​the first heir, I heard that His Majesty the King doesn't like him, but prefers His Highness the second prince Baird."

"Why is this? His Royal Highness Felix has a bad style?" Ron asked in surprise.

Michelle shook his head, "On the contrary, His Royal Highness Felix has outstanding abilities. He once graduated with the first grade in the academy, and later participated in the kingdom's government affairs, which was even more appreciated by the ministers."

These words made Ron even more puzzled. He had a few words with King Meredith. In his impression, he was not a fatuous king, but very shrewd. He curiously asked his doubts.

Michelle sighed: "Oh, His Majesty the King and the First Princess are in a political marriage. The relationship between the two is not harmonious, more precisely, it is jealous. Later, His Majesty the King met the current Second Princess. Falling in love further neglected the first princess, resulting in the current situation."

The corner of Ron's mouth twitched slightly, "You know this kind of thing too?"

Michelle smiled far-fetchedly, "I have a special source of information. However, this kind of thing is also hearsay. It's hard to say if it's true."

"The only certainty is that His Majesty the King really prefers His Highness the Second Prince, otherwise he would not be allowed to hold a ball in the palace." Michelle said firmly.

Ron nodded, sighing in his heart that things in the palace are really complicated.Fortunately, I don't need a political marriage, and no one cares about his marriage.

for freedom!

"Originally, I invited someone from the song and dance theater to perform live at the academy, but the owner of the theater said that person had left. I thought it was a pity at the time. But now that the dance venue has been changed to the palace, it doesn't matter."

Michelle said, Ron thought of the ethereal and clean voice he heard in the cabaret theater last time.

Are you leaving?It's a pity indeed.

"It's almost time, Ron, let's go." Suddenly, Michelle stood up and said to Ron.

"Where?"

"Of course I went to the prom, you won't regret it." Michelle looked like I was going to be angry.

"It's today!"

Ron didn't expect that the dance that Michelle was talking about was held today, and he just came out of the palace in the morning, and now he is going again.

After talking to Reagan, the two went out and took a carriage to the palace.

As soon as they arrived at the door, they saw many luxury carriages parked beside them. Family flags of various patterns were erected on the roof of the carriages, representing the identities of those who came to the ball.

After getting out of the carriage, Michelle led Ron and walked quickly in one direction. Ron was wondering how he could get in without an invitation letter in his hand, when a crisp and angry female voice came.

"Michelle, why did you come here? The dance is about to begin." A sweet girl with long pink blond wavy hair spoke, and a familiar figure stood beside her.

"Sorry, it's late, let's go in quickly." Michelle said simply.

The girl saw Ron behind him, and knew the reason for coming so late. Michelle told her about it.

"Nice to meet you, Baron Arnold."

The girl greeted first, and Michelle said, "Time is running out, let's get to know each other formally after we get in."

"Okay then, Marina, let's go in." The girl said to the person next to her, and the familiar figure was Michelle's sister, Marina.

She smiled at Ron, and followed behind the girl in front.

Michelle: "Let's go too."

Ron and Michelle followed the two girls in front to the gate of the palace. Ron saw the girl handing a beautiful invitation letter to the gate guard with his own eyes.

"Miss Astrid, please come in."

The guard returned the invitation letter and let them go, and then the three followed Miss Astrid into the palace. By now, Ron knew what Michelle said.

It turned out to be eating soft rice!
What about the sunny boy?
I misread you, Michelle!
"Ron, why are you staring at me with a strange look?" Michelle noticed the look and asked suspiciously.

"It's your illusion, hurry up, or you won't be able to catch up."

"is it?"

Not long after, Ron and his party came to the place where the ball was held, which was a spacious and luxurious palace.

The entire hall is beautifully decorated, with red carpets, magic crystal lamps, and all kinds of food and wine.

There are many musicians playing beautiful music next to it, matching the atmosphere of the dance party.

Ron looked at it as soon as he entered the door. Whether it was before or now, this was his first time participating.

It is worth remembering.

Many noble children chatted with each other at the venue and raised their glasses.These people are all high-ranking nobles. They will all inherit their titles and assume the future of the kingdom. They are a small microcosm of the future kingdom's agenda.

Ron and the others came to the side, not intending to get involved.

"It's our first meeting, Baron Arnold, I've often heard Michelle talk about you." Astrid maintained her demeanor well.

"Nice meeting, Miss Astrid. Sorry for not greeting you just now." Ron said.

"You are serious."

The two were not familiar with each other, they just said some simple greetings.Finally, Astrid said: "Then Miss Marina and I are going elsewhere, I wish you a happy day."

Although it was the first time they met, Ron had a very good impression of this young lady, who was well-mannered and knowledgeable. He patted Michelle on the shoulder lightly, feeling a little envious all of a sudden.

The sudden move made Michelle confused. He did not forget the purpose of inviting Ron today, and immediately introduced him to some noble children with extraordinary identities at the ball.

Ron listened silently, his eyes glanced at the ballroom, and suddenly he saw a girl with long black hair in the corner of the ballroom, there was no one around her, she just sipped the wine silently.

With snow-white skin, a frosty expression, and a black carved dress, this appearance and attire reminded Ron of someone.

The prime minister of the kingdom - the Marquis of Noches.

As if noticing Ron's gaze, Michelle's voice came, "That is the second daughter of the Marquis of Noches, Miss Julius."

Sure enough, it is the daughter of the prime minister's family. Do the Noches family like black clothes?

At this time, the ball gradually became quiet, and everyone looked at the same place in unison.

"Prince Baird is here, but why isn't the person beside him Miss Teresa?"

Listening to Michelle's confused whispers next to him, Ron looked towards the direction of the steps, where two figures were slowly walking down.

(End of this chapter)