Artoria wants to read people's hearts

In the blink of an eye, five days and nights have passed.

The first time Artoria brought her guards to the Scottish Royal Palace, she talked with the King of Scotland in a secret room for a whole day.

No one knew what they were talking about in secret. They only knew that after they came out of the secret room, the two distinguished Kings were all smiling.

"King Arthur, the night is coming, we have prepared a sumptuous banquet in advance, please do not refuse."

The King of Scotland said with a gentle face.

"of course not."

Artoria nodded in agreement with a smile on her face.

"Your Majesty is so enthusiastic, I am too happy, how could I refuse?"

Hearing this, the King of Scotland laughed, and then stretched his hand forward to signal.

"So, then please go this way, the dinner party is about to begin tonight."

Chapter 13 Dinner

On the way to the banquet, Artoria walked on the straight tree-lined road, with the thick and lush grass that was trimmed along the way.

Perhaps it is because Scotland advocates the idea of ​​nature-based, so the ponds that should have been square and round have disappeared. Instead, ponds with tortuous outlines can be seen everywhere, and the forests that are allowed to grow freely seem to be naturally formed.

The palace is huge and vast, if not for the King of Scotland leading the way, I would have lost my way.

Artoria is fond of Scottish garden art.

Compared with the neatly pruned royal gardens in Britain, where every tree looks almost the same, the natural feeling of Scotland is more comfortable.

'Perhaps when we go back, we can transform the geometric garden into a Scottish garden. '

That's a really nice idea.

Arturia nodded silently, and then wrote down this sum in the small notebook in her heart.

Turn and turn.

Suddenly, the originally lush and dense garden came to an end.

The green gradually faded, and what caught Arturia's sight was a huge palace made of a mixture of gold and white.

One brick and one stone, romantic and solemn temperament, the magnificent gate is close at hand, the round arched windows and the stone masonry at the corners are full of grace and luxury.

They entered through the main entrance, and then walked around to the outside of a hall.

Before entering the hall, Artoria could hear the chatter and laughter coming from inside, accompanied by the beautiful music flowing into her ears.

Inside is a court ball, which is the dinner prepared by the King of Scotland for the arrival of King Arthur.

After all, they belong to the royal family, so it's impossible for them to be like ordinary people, it's just as simple as a few people sitting around a table and having a meal.

This kind of banquet has been held many times in Britain since Arturia came to the throne.

So she wasn't surprised by that.

As the king of a country, it is impossible for the King of Scotland to enter directly through the gate like ordinary nobles.

He has his own exclusive channel.

"King Arthur, this way, please."

After finishing speaking, the King of Scotland continued to lead the way intimately.

Arturia followed him into the side hall next to the main hall. Once inside the hall, a high gate was all she could see.

There were six attendants standing on both sides of the gate, and those attendants bowed respectfully when they saw the two of them enter the side hall.

"We're going in here."

The King of Scotland said to Artoria with a smile, and waved his hand to signal the attendants to open the gate.

With the opening of the door, the murky music and conversation sounds became clear in an instant.

The golden auditorium is decorated dazzlingly, under the colorful flowers, there are countless delicious food and wine on both sides of the hall, the variety is rich and diverse, making people dazzled.

The guests who came in and out were dressed in luxurious dresses, and they were all the upper class of Scotland.

They talked to each other or toasted, and occasionally, with the melody of the music, two noble men and women would row into the dance floor together.

Maybe it was because the king from a foreign country was being entertained this time, in order to show his importance, or to show the strong capital of Scotland.

This palace banquet can be described as extravagant and gorgeous, which is enough to show that the King of Scotland really worked hard to welcome King Arthur.

"Your Majesty and King Arthur are here."

As the waiter's communication sounded, it was like throwing a stone into the water and setting off thousands of waves.

The sound of music and conversation in the hall seemed to be paused, and for a moment the audience was so quiet that one could hear a needle falling on the ground.

Artoria followed the King of Scotland into the hall, and all the nobles present bowed in their direction to show their respect.

They walked to the innermost high platform of the hall, where there were two chairs, each of which showed a luxurious and solemn temperament.

The King of Scotland walked to the middlemost and most expensive chair and sat down. He motioned for Artoria to sit on the second chair next to him.

"Please sit down, my friend, I hope you enjoy today's banquet."

Hearing this, Artoria had bursts of smiles on her face.

"Great music and delicious food, I don't think anyone will not like it."

"As long as you are satisfied."

After the two were seated, the sound of music resounded through the hall again.

The nobles slowly resumed their previous state, and continued the interrupted conversation with each other.

The King of Scotland picked up a glass of fine wine and handed it to Arturia.

Said with a proud tone:

"Have a taste of this, King Arthur, for it is the wine we pride ourselves on in Scotland."

Arturia herself doesn't like drinking, but not liking doesn't mean she can't drink.

What's more, at this moment, in a social place, the king of Scotland personally handed over this glass of wine. This glass of wine is absolutely irresistible.

Reaching out to take the wine glass inlaid with gold, Arturia gently shook the light rose juice in the glass, and a wisp of wine's unique aroma, which may be mellow, fruity, or light, wafted from the nostrils and refreshed the heart.

Sip lightly, leaving the fragrance on the teeth and cheeks, feeling the mellow liquid slipping over the tip of the tongue, moistening the throat, slipping into the throat, and floating warmly in the abdomen.

This is indeed a wine that Scotland should be proud of.

Seeing the satisfied look on Artoria's face after drinking, the King of Scotland couldn't help laughing happily.

"It is very good of you to like it, King Arthur. Let me give you some as a present, if you will, before you leave Scotland."

"That's great."

Arturia put down the empty wine glass with a smile on her face.

"I can't wait to get them."

This is of course an exaggeration, but it can make her and the King of Scotland feel happier.

So why not do it.

The King of Scots looked up to the southeast corner of the ball, where a handsome young man stood.

Like the stars and the moon, he was surrounded by many nobles.

While beckoning to the young man to let him come over, he turned his head and explained to Artoria:

"Let me introduce to you, that is my eldest son, Howard, who is also the next king of Scotland."

Soon, His Royal Highness Prince of Scotland, who was summoned by his father, came to the side of the two kings.

He bowed towards his father and Artoria.

Then he sincerely praised Arturia:

"Dear King Arthur, when I saw you today, you are indeed as imposing as the rumors say."

"Thank you for your compliment."

Arturia nodded to him.

"If you ask me, Prince Howard is the real handsome man. It is really enviable that Scotland has an heir like you."

These words came from the bottom of my heart. Since entering the hall, Artoria noticed this young man with rich flaxen brown hair and blue eyes.

There is always a sharpness in the deep eyes, the bridge of the nose is high, and there is a just right smile on the corner of the mouth.

He has something different from other nobles around him.

The young king in a luxurious dress smiled, and his emerald-like eyes were full of bright colors.

Howard and the King of Scotland could feel the earnestness in Artoria's words, and the sincerity in her words once again won their favor.

"It is truly enviable that Britain has a king like you."

There was emotion in Prince Howard's tone, and then he showed a smile from the heart.

Chapter 14 Dinner

As the three chatted happily, the King of Scots naturally talked about his proud daughter.

Logically speaking, the princes of Scotland all attended this banquet, and there was no reason why Princess Guinevere would choose to be absent.

This is indeed a very strange thing.

But in fact, Arturia didn't really want to see Guinevere, because she was familiar with King Arthur's epic, and her feelings for him were too complicated.

But since the King of Scotland talked about Guinevere, she also took advantage of the situation and asked:

"I've heard for a long time that Her Royal Highness Guinevere is the jewel of Scotland and is loved by the people. Why is she not seen today......?"

Hearing Artoria's question, Prince Howard smiled helplessly.

"Dear King Arthur, please forgive my sister's rudeness, Guinevere has been looking forward to it for a long time after she learned that you are coming.

I attach great importance to today's dinner party, so I spent a long time on dressing up. I hope you understand the little girl's thoughts. "

That's nothing to be offended about.

Artoria lowered her eyelashes, her eyes were as clear as water.

"Whether as a knight or as a king, it is my honor to wait for a beautiful lady."

Howard and the King of Scots looked at each other upon hearing this, and then they both chuckled at the same time.

"You are indeed a noble king."

At this moment, a servant came in and whispered in the ear of the King of Scotland for a moment.

I don't know what he said, but a gentle smile appeared in the eyes of the King of Scotland.

After the attendant retreated, he turned to Artoria and said:

"It looks like our little princess is ready."

Before he finished speaking, there was a squeak, and the closed door was opened again.

Arturia looked in the direction of the voice, and a beautiful girl came into her eyes.

The girl was wearing a gorgeous light blue dress, as if she was in the smoke.

A head of silky black hair fluttering as she walked, slender eyebrows, and a pair of eyes like stars and moons.

Exquisite Qiong nose, slightly dizzy pink cheeks, red lips like dripping cherries, and a bit of shyness and affection on her flawless face.

The smooth snow-skinned skin is beautiful in color, light in figure, refined and elegant.

Even knowing that this person is the Guinevere who will lead to the destruction of the Belgian, Arturia can't help but feel a little distracted by her beauty.

She watched Guinevere walk in front of her, and then curtseyed to her.

"Nice to meet you, my lord Arthur."

After speaking, the girl raised her eyes and looked over.

Artoria's emerald green eyes met those blue eyes.