The empress of fast wear is married

Chapter 692 Elf Prince (42)

The enthronement ceremony, when the king's rights are handed over and inherited, is the most solemn moment in the whole country.

All the princes and nobles of the Kingdom of Catheran attended in their best attire.

The witness of the enthronement ceremony has always been the honorable Duke of the Kingdom.

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

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

At least, after Princess Caroline ascended the throne of the king, she would sit firmly in that position, and no one would dare to make trouble.

His Majesty the King smiled, handed over the scepter representing the king, and solemnly handed it over to his daughter——

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

Princess Caroline... No, Queen Caroline was wearing a bright red cloak, holding up high the scepter inlaid with rubies.

She glanced at all the ministers, and said word by word:
"I, Caroline, the new queen of the Kingdom of Katheran!"

"See the queen."

"See the queen."

"See Queen..."

A group of dukes and nobles in fine attire saluted.

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

……

After the enthronement ceremony, there will be a grand banquet to celebrate the new queen's enthronement in the evening.

A beautiful woman with good wine, fragrant clothes and shadows on the temples.

A woman in a gorgeous tutu, stepping on high heels, swaying on the brightly lit dance floor.

Queen Caroline was holding a red wine glass, she was wearing a red and gold court dress, and with a smile on her red lips, she asked, "Mistress Frances, don't you want to dance?"

Fenghua turned his head, gave the boy a look, and asked, "Bethel, huh?"

The young man's beautiful and delicate cheeks looked a little embarrassed, his dark and curly eyelashes drooped slightly, and his lips pursed slightly: "But, but, Bethel...can't dance."

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

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

Fingertips touch.

In a flash, he came to the center of the dance floor.

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

Bethel's fingertips trembled slightly.

Through the waist of the silk tutu skirt, the temperature is transmitted to the fingertips.

Nice touch.

The boy's fingers subconsciously wanted to retract.

Unexpectedly, Fenghua held her tightly and pressed on her slender waist more heavily, "What are you shrinking?"

With a soft rebuke, Bethel pursed his lips tightly, and put his hands firmly behind the woman's waist, without shrinking back.

However, the elf-like handsome boy had a thin tinge of crimson on the tips of his white ears.

The color is bright and the temperature is scorching.

Bethel was suffocating slightly even for breathing.

As I grow older, it feels like something is becoming more and more different.

My heart beats so fast.

……

The waltz in D minor, with graceful dance steps, turns into flowers.

Dancing close to the body, the boy's ice blue and dark red pupils are full of reflections of the woman's white and delicate face.

Glamorous, charming.

Especially the casual smile on the red lips, full of thrilling beauty.

The bright lights dimmed slowly with the tune of the music, and the boy's heart beat faster and faster...

The end of the song.

Everyone didn't pay attention, the woman in a pure black court skirt lightly and quickly placed a kiss on the lips of the elf boy.

(End of this chapter)