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Ladies and well-dressed men entered one after another.

The palace hall has long been bustling with people.

Time passed.

The gates of the palace slowly close, and the entrance time ends.

Wenzel accompanied the king and queen, sat on the high platform, and glanced at the warbler Yanyan below, with a reserved and elegant smile on his face.

But I was a little uneasy in my heart.

He glanced at it several times.

In the group of people who are so gorgeous that they are messy, they still can't find the dress with special meaning.

Hasn't she come yet?

Is it that he doesn't want to come, or is he afraid of stage fright, or is he not arranging well enough?

He should have sent someone to bring her directly, but he was afraid of being seen......

The queen watched him silently, and clearly saw the scorching stars under his eyes.

It was clear to me.

He's really waiting for someone he likes, isn't he, the pretty little maid that day?

The queen chuckled lightly, and said to the king with some anticipation in her tone:

"Your Majesty, these girls are so beautiful, I can't wait to see the ball begin."

When the time came, the king nodded, "Let's begin." ”

Wenzel hurriedly said, "Wait a little longer!" ”

Why didn't she show up?

If she doesn't come, what's the point of this ball.

In the midst of the apprehension, he was a little interested, and his heart was stuffy and slightly painful.

But he still believed that she would come.

The queen became more and more sure of her previous guess, and said with concern:

"Is there anything uncomfortable about Your Highness?"

"I'm fine, it's just...... Sort of, not ready. ”

Wenzel bowed his head slightly, avoiding being seen in his true emotions.

The king smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and whispered:

"It's okay, don't be afraid to make mistakes, no one will say you're bad."

The king leaned over again and whispered in his ear:

"Don't be afraid to pick someone you don't like, the initiative is in our hands.

I can't find a satisfactory one this time, we have a next time, next time ......"

"Father......" The warm fatherly love made the tension in Wenzel's heart dissipate a lot.

He also made up his mind-

It doesn't matter, if she doesn't come this time, then next time.

Not next time, next time.

There will always be a time when you can succeed!

Anyway.

The royal family did not promise the public that the prince's dance partner would definitely become a princess.

It's just the subjective assumptions of the people.

Wenzel nodded, and the minister who presided over the ball warmed up, and in a few words, the atmosphere in the hall was mobilized.

There was snow outside, but inside the house it was as warm as summer.

Families gather in the side rest area.

The girls stood in a circle around the hall, smiling and waiting for the prince to choose a dance partner.

In addition, there are some single noble disciples who wear masks to the ball, and they can also choose female companions.

Venzel's steps were steady and graceful, and he walked to the open space in the middle of the hall, smiling like spring, and glancing at them.

There is a faint loss in my heart.

I can't help but think about it.

Where the hell is she? Did the queen secretly hurt her?

Thinking of this, he almost wanted to leave everything here behind and run back to the castle to find her......

Just when he was about to say sorry to everyone—

Suddenly, a soft, holy white light shone in from the outside.

Something was screaming loudly.

At the same time, there was also the loud screams of the guards outside.

Many panicked:

"What's going on?"

The guards in the hall quickly protected the king and prince, and someone outside the door to inquire about the movement.

The door opens.

Some people saw the scene outside and their eyes widened in shock.

An exquisite and ornate carriage, pulled by two winged white horses, flew in the air......