Wormien looked at Tilia habitually, her rosy cheeks made her look healthier, and her eyes reflected a relaxed smile that she hadn't seen for a long time.

Seeing this, Wormien also smiled and turned his attention to Wang Ting not far away.

The Court of the Golan - Wehmint Castle.

The exterior is a vertical and horizontal multi-column structure. The vertical lines are lined with the tall white stone walls.

On the west side of the royal court is the slowly flowing Taim River. You can see the sailing boats passing by and the whole picture of the Golan King City Brunz on the other side of the river.

Taking into account the erratic storm weather and Tilia's body that can't continue to withstand the wind and waves in the past few days at sea, Wormian suggested warmly,

"If Your Majesty likes, we can stay here for a while longer,"

Warmian's request, Tilia usually will not refuse.

She nodded very quickly, and it was not difficult for people to see that she was slightly excited.

Tilia had never taken half a step out of the Sistine before, what was recorded in the book and what he described in his mouth was the first time she had an intuitive impression in her eyes.

Mrs. Wormion kept watching Tilia with a small smile, silently condoning Tilia's seemingly rude behavior.

The intimate interaction between the two fell into the eyes of everyone, and there were different thoughts under the respectful faces.

Before dawn, Visia, a group of noble ministers, and the delegation led by Tadine began to wash up early, put on Chinese clothes, and waited at the gate of the royal court.

Waiting quietly for the envoy to approach, Vicia maintained her elegant demeanor without losing her warm greetings, "My dear friends, welcome to Golan,"

The ministers behind them all bowed their knees when Visia's voice fell, "Welcome, Queen Sistine,"

Tilia bowed slightly, she jumped lightly in front of Vicia in front of everyone's surprised eyes, then took Vicia's hand and sighed,

"Your Majesty Vicia, the storm on the sea made me very afraid, but the beauty of Golan quickly made me forget my fear. Have you tried watching the fireworks in Port Royal? It would be a great pity if you missed it. the view,"

Port Royal, where Vicia was assassinated not long ago.

Weakness and innocence is Vicia's first impression of Tilia, perhaps because of her illness, Tilia's figure looks too slender, with slightly low cheekbones and deer-like eyes, making her look like A child who has not yet grown up in pampering.

rather than a monarch.

But she mentioned Port Royal unintentionally?

Her unmarked gaze lingered on Wormien for a short while, Vicia took Tilia's hand and led her into the royal court.

"Maybe you can take a walk on the highest battlement of the castle tonight, I promise it will not be inferior to what you saw in Port Royal,"

"Really?"

"..."

His Majesty Tilia, who had come from afar, seemed to be in high spirits, dragging Vicia along the way and talking non-stop.

Most of the time Vicia smiled and remained silent, acting as a qualified listener.

After the polite and official blessings and greetings, Vicia bid farewell at the right time,

"Although I don't want to give up, please allow me to have a good conversation with you at tonight's dinner,"

"my pleasure,"

Tilia and his party were arranged to live in the Junpton Palace on the innermost side of the castle, and they could see a blue lake quietly nestled in the forest by opening the window.

Henston, the palace minister who was left behind, quickly arranged the accommodation of everyone in the mission, and after Tilia made it clear that he would not continue to visit the castle, he left wisely.

And after the people in Golan left, Tilia couldn't bear it any longer, fell softly into Wormian's arms, and coughed a few times.

Tadine, who had been quietly observing by the side, carefully closed the door after everyone who saw Golan had left.

Looking at the weak and powerless Tilia, his eyes flashed with disdain, and he quickly changed to a respectful look before being noticed by Vormeen.

"The Duchess of Warmin, Queen Golan has no intention of marrying. Not only did we play around with us, but he also used conspiracy to take the life of the Livora Knight,"

Tadine gritted his teeth, and it was not difficult to hear the hatred of Vicia in his sharp voice.

Seeing that Wormien's face was flat and seemed unmoved, he was a little flustered and continued,

"Queen Golan is a mean person who is very good at manipulating people's hearts, like the friendly enthusiasm she showed today, more likely to buy time for her conspiracy,"

And Warmin ignored him completely.

She patted Tilia's back lightly and handed him warm water, and when she wanted to make Tilia more comfortable, she suddenly stopped,

Realizing that Tadine was still there, Wormion pursed his lips nervously, "Lord Tadine, isn't the death of the Livona Knight because of your arrogance and arrogance?"

As he spoke, Wormyn went to the window and opened it fully to let in the fresh air.

And in the whole process, she didn't even get a glimpse of Tadine.

Complete indifference.

And Tilia leaned her head back on the chair, closed her eyes slightly, and seemed to have no intention of talking to Tadine at all.

"The Duchess, I..."

"Shut up, Your Excellency, I don't want to hear any sophistry, you just need to state what happened during this period of time fairly,"

Vormeen's tone was flat from the beginning, and no one could hear any emotion, but her words made Tadine break into a cold sweat.

After honestly saying what he knew without a single word of nonsense, Tadine stood in the middle of the room rather embarrassed.

Seeing that Wormien did not pay attention to his intentions, Tadeyin was about to walk out of the room in despair, but was unexpectedly stopped by Wormien.

"Lord Tadine, I want you to remember that under any circumstances, His Majesty Tilia is the only master of the Sistine,"