The circular rug at the center of the base level is like the heart of the hall floor. Its colors are rich and harmonious, forming the totem of the sun and shining brightly under the natural light.
"Lanci, you really are a tenderhearted good person."
Carlen wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes, and could not help but reveal a slight smile, speaking with deep feeling.
Then she looked at Aynor and bowed to him while holding her chest.
"Prince Aynor, I respect every choice you make and consider you to be a treasured friend. I hope you can forget what I just said. I don't want to be remembered for the embarrassing scene."
"No, no, Carlen, I'm really sorry."
Aynor quickly responded.
"Well, Your Highness, you did actually stand me up."
Carlen laughed warmly, her eyes still a bit red.
"Of course."
Aynor understood that he would have to make it up to her next time.
Lanci watched with satisfaction as the two started to interact harmoniously again.