Bab 105: The celebrations (3)

"Cheers,"

"Cheers,"

"Cheers,"

All of them clinked their glasses while chanting in unison.

Finishing her glass, Marga looked at the clock and stood up, "I would like to spend some more time here, but I should get going now," She said, picking up her bag.

"Why don't you enjoy some more wine with us?" Bran asked.

"It's fine, My king. It's already too late," Marga refused politely.

"If that's the case", Bran nodded," Visit us more often from now on. You might get to have a meal prepared by Royan" Bran said as he gave her a thumbs up.

"Thanks for the offer, My king. I would surely impose myself whenever I crave the prince's cooking," Marga gladly accepted the offer. She then bid her farewell and walked out of the house.

"Royan, go on... Walk Marga to her gate of the palace," Bran nudged Royan to follow Marga.

The prince nodded and followed Marga outside.