Arabelle stood on the front porch of the palace to escort Alex to the welcoming party of kings from all the kingdoms on the continent. Exhaustion was the reason and Alex pretended to believe it. He knew that Arabelle had planned to escape with Luke. However, Alex didn't know how the plan would work because Luke was currently accompanying the King of Borcasc to the party.
In front of her there's a line of horse-drawn carriages preparing to take the candidates for the future queen. They all looked beautiful with beautiful dresses and great makeup.
"Good luck." Alex whispered in Arabelle's right ear.
They already knew and understood each other. Arabelle smiled with a sad look in her eyes, "I hope you let your guard down."
"It's not easy to escape from my territory."
"You better take care
