"How about making her my wife instead?" Reginald felt ecstatic just by the thought of making the Future Queen of Wyverndale his wife.
He turned his pale face upward so that the beautiful sun rays would hit his face. He closed his eyes and got lost high above in the clouds. "If I marry her, then Wyverndale will be mine without having to wage a war or involving the third parties in between. She can look after Wyverndale and I can look after Mihir. Perfect!"
King Reginald fluttered his eyes open and ordered his Royal Guard, "Gerald, send a message to the King of Wyverndale saying that I would like to have a meeting with him."
Though the King had just whispered earlier saying that he wanted to make the Future Queen of Wyverndale his wife, Gerald heard it all too clear. And he could tell why the King wanted to meet the King of the enemy Kingdom all of a sudden.
