When the king stepped into Mindis Hall, Thales breathed hard.

He leaned his knees on the carpet of Mindis Hall, feeling the coolness.

Many footsteps came from the front, one was leading steadily, and the others were following behind.

Thales heard his own breathing clearly, and for the first time he found that they were so harsh.

"Get up, everyone." A familiar voice came, as thick as before.

"This is a banquet, not a royal meeting - those old men are annoying enough."

No one dared to answer the call.

For a moment, Duke Xinghu seemed to have returned to six years ago, when he first arrived at Mindis Hall in a state of confusion.

At that time, when King Kessel met him for the first time, the solemn atmosphere seemed to crack the floor tiles, forcing the little beggar to feel uncomfortable all over and speechless.

Thales stared closely at the pattern of the carpet - there should be no iron thorns underneath - and the Duke discovered bitterly that after six years of experience and polishing, when the same scene reappeared, not only did the heaviness he experienced not disappear at all.

If it is reduced, it will still be excessive.

King Nun, King Charmaine, all the enemies that made him fearful, no one could give him such a feeling.

Why?

Why is this happening?

Thales still lowered his head.

Whether they were guests or attendants, guards or servants, people bowed in low voices, and the sound of greetings could not be heard.

But it didn't relax Thales' nerves at all.

Finally, the pair of simple but expensive boots stopped in front of him.

The base of the staff of the stars touches the carpet, as if it has taken root immediately.

After about a century, a palm appeared in front of Thales.

On it, the bronze ring symbolizing royal power shone slightly.

Thales was dazzled for a moment, as if he had seen the national meeting back then. When the Iron-fisted King stepped into the Hall of Stars, the vassals of the kingdom knelt down to salute and kissed the ring on his hand to show their loyalty.

Duke Xinghu took a deep breath, took off his gloves and held the palm, preparing to kiss the king's ring according to etiquette.

But to Thales's surprise, the king held his hand in the next moment and stopped him.

Thales raised his head in surprise, only to see a pair of deep blue eyes staring at him coldly.

"When you are in the north," King Kessel spoke slowly, his tone was ordinary, but the content was as important as ever: "When you face King Nunn, face the new king, face the entire Exeter..."

"Did you take a knee?"

Thales was shocked.

He looked at those bottomless blue eyes for a second, feeling the perseverance and weight hidden inside, and swallowed:

"No."

The young man added the title with some difficulty:

"His Majesty."

The next second, Thales felt a heavy weight on his hand, and his whole body was involuntarily pulled up from the ground!

"Then don't have bad habits."

Kaiser said coldly, the majestic air seemed to turn into ice water and flow down the wall.

Thales didn't even have time to react or think.

"As a shining star," the king looked at his heir expressionlessly, "even if his legs are useless."

"I will never bend my knees."

The crowd around him made fleeting comments and then fell silent.

"Especially at……"

The Iron Fist King slowly let go of his hand. He looked at the statues of the Three Star Kings on the spiral staircase. He paused for a second, then looked at the chandelier above his head and the decoration in the hall. No one could know his emotions:

"here."

Tails was a little surprised as he was used to the low pressure surrounding his opponent.

He didn't let me kneel down or kiss his hands.

In the past, he was the supreme king with deep momentum and heavy steps.

Today this is...

The people who knelt down and saluted still lowered their heads, not knowing what they were thinking.

Thales stared at his father inquiringly, but still answered obediently:

"yes."

He felt the difference in the atmosphere and added tacitly:

"Father."

King Kessel stared at him closely, without saying anything, he just held the scepter again.

The interaction between the king and the prince seemed to be an instruction, and the people around him stood up one after another, surrounding the arrival of the king, and performed their duties.

Lord Adrian, the commander of the royal guard accompanying King Kessel, saluted Thales with a faint smile, and then whispered something to Mallos.

Thales was still thinking to himself, but King Kessel did not stop or exchange greetings, he just passed him and walked forward.

It seemed as if what happened just now was just an episode in the royal family.

Until the king stopped again and faced the only person in the hall who refused to kneel down and salute, let alone make pretentious remarks.

I saw Val Arend like a dazzling pillar, firmly stuck on the ground of Mindis Hall. He looked at his old friend coldly and said nothing.

Thales could smell the faint sense of tension.

King Kessel did not speak, but just stared at the Duke silently, his eyes turning back and forth on the shackles on the other's hands.

Their eyes met in the air.

At that moment, their gazes contained too many things.

The tacit silence between the two made the surrounding attendants anxious and embarrassed.

Until a gentle and pleasant female voice broke the silence.

"Unbelievable - this is little Thales?"

Thales slowly turned around and faced another lady who followed the king and was surrounded by many female relatives.

He couldn't help but feel nervous.

The lady's dress was luxurious, and her posture was elegant but lively. Her eyes as she looked at Thales were full of surprises:

"It's been so many years, look at your size...do you still remember me?"

Thales looked behind the lady: Jinni was wearing a standard official dress, with a calm expression, and nodded imperceptibly to him.

The young man smiled, held his stepmother's hand with a complicated and subtle emotion, and leaned forward to salute:

"Your Majesty the Queen, you remain as charming as ever."

Queen Keya's eyes lit up. While looking at Thales, she turned back happily and said to one of the female relatives:

"Look, Elise, he recognized me at first sight, you know he was so little then..."

The queen is radiant, has a sweet smile, speaks fluently, and is natural and friendly, making people fall in love with her when they first meet her.

If Thales hadn't met her six years ago.

"Of course." Among the female relatives who came with the queen, another pretty lady also looked at Thales:

"Prince Thales is known for his intelligence."

This lady is wearing a dark dress and a velvet shawl. She is equally elegant, but a little more tranquil:

"Even in the Northland."

Thales looked at the piece of velvet silently.

Keya held Thales' hand and sighed while looking him up and down. She turned to Jini with an annoyed look on her face:

"Oh, Jinny, you should have asked me to bring the children. Maybe Lydia is a little naughty, but she should at least bring Luther and let him learn from his brother how to be a good prince.

…”

Hearing those two names, the smiles of everyone around him stopped.

Female Officer Ji Ni looked troubled. She glanced at the velvet lady and her tone was slightly urging:

"Keya..."

The servants who came out of Fuxing Palace had already had a tacit understanding, and the two maids calmly stepped forward.
To be continued...