The conferment ceremony of the transfer of the king's power to the succession is the most solemn moment in the whole country.

All the princes and nobles of the Kingdom of Katherland were dressed up to attend.

The witnesses of the ordination ceremony have always been served by the noble dukes of the kingdom.

For the first time, it was witnessed by a god.

Regardless of the fame of this god, whether it is good or bad, this honor is unique to the Kingdom of Kathran.

At least, when Princess Caroline ascends to the throne of king, she will sit firmly in that position, and no one will dare to make trouble.

With a smile on his face, His Majesty handed over the scepter representing the King, and solemnly handed it to his daughter—

"Caroline, from today onwards, you are the new king of our Kingdom of Kathran!"

Princess Carolyn ...... No, Queen Caroline wore a bright red cloak and held aloft a ruby scepter.

Her gaze swept over the subordinates, and she said word by word:

"I, Caroline, the new queen of the kingdom of Katherland!"

"See the Queen."

"See the Queen."

"See the Queen's ......"

A group of dukes and nobles in fancy costumes saluted.

Fenghua and Bethel stood not far from the throne, accepting the dukes' worship together.

……

After the investiture ceremony, the evening was followed by a grand banquet to celebrate the enthronement of the new Queen.

Wine and beauty, fragrant clothes and sideburns.

A woman in a sumptuous tube swayed on a brightly lit dance floor with high heels on her heels.

Queen Caroline held a red wine glass, a court dress intertwined with red and gold, and a smile on her red lips, and asked, "Lord Francis, aren't you going to dance?" ”

Fenghua turned his head, gave the young man a look, and asked, "Bethel, huh?" ”

The young man's beautiful and delicate cheeks looked slightly embarrassed, his dark curled eyelashes drooped slightly, and his lips pursed lightly: "But, but, Bethel...... Can't dance. ”

"No, it doesn't matter." Fenghua stretched out his slender hand and spun out a flower in mid-air: "Come, I'll teach you." ”

Bethel gently pursed her rose-colored lips and put her hand on the woman's beautiful white fingertips.

Fingertips touch.

In a flash, I came to the middle of the dance floor.

"Your hands can be placed here." Fenghua held the young man's slender hand and took his hand to his slender waist.

Bethel's fingertips trembled slightly.

Through the silk fabric of the court tuft cuffed the waist, the temperature was transmitted to the fingertips.

Good to the touch.

The boy's fingers subconsciously wanted to retract.

Who knows, he was held tightly by Fenghua, and pressed it a little heavier on his waist, "What are you shrinking?" ”

A soft snap made Bethel purse her lips, and her hand was firmly behind the woman's waist, no longer backing down.

It's just that the elf-like beautiful boy has a thin scarlet color on the tips of his white ears.

The color is bright and the temperature is scorching.

Bethel was suffocating slightly.

As I grew up, I felt something different.

The heart beats so fast.

……

Waltz in D minor, with beautiful dance steps and swirling into flowers.

Dancing closely, the young man's ice blue and dark red pupils are full of reflections of the woman's snow-white and delicate face.

Glamour, seductive.

In particular, the casual smile on the red lips is full of the taste of thrilling beauty.

The bright lights slowly dimmed with the music tune, and the boy's heartbeat was getting faster and faster......

The end of the song.

Everyone didn't notice that a woman in a pure black court dress lightly and quickly dropped a kiss on the elf boy's lips.