Chapter: 517
“Well…… I’ll just call him Your Majesty.”
Theor mumbled and threw the ball again.
Blynn followed the ball and ran towards the flower bed.
Theor also followed.
Vellian looked at the little prince’s back and quietly clicked his tongue.
Every time ‘Your Majesty’ came out of the little prince’s mouth, the Emperor who looked painful and lonely appeared in his mind.
‘You have a long way to go. There’s a long way to go.’
***
“Lady Astelle, these are wedding budgets, ceremonial order, interior decoration, invitation list, and dress design.”
Vellian showed Astelle a thick document. It was the detail of the wedding and the design of the wedding dress that Kaizen had ordered from the dressing room.
Astelle only glanced at it and handed it to Hannah.
“Hannah, you take care of it.”
“Yes, Lady Astelle.”
Vellian stared blankly as Astelle skimmed through the document and put it down.
The document he prepared while working overtime for several days was handed over to Hannah in five seconds.
“Lady Astelle, do you know how much the dress cost?”
“I don’t know. Do I have to pay?”
“……of course not.”
Astelle gave him a look asking ‘Then what’s the problem?’
Vellian lost his words and just sat down.
The maid served tea and dessert for him.
“Since you’re here, there’s something I’d like to ask for advice.”
“……do I really need to give you advice?”
Vellian, who was holding the teacup, asked reluctantly.
His eyes trembled anxiously.