The magician of the fairy tale world

The prince continued:

"The alliance between the two countries can still proceed normally. I am extremely happy that my country can form an alliance with the Ende Empire. But my marriage does not have to be related to this."

The palace hall fell into silence.

No one dared to speak the first word, whether it was the princes and ministers or the king and queen.

Ariel in the audience covered her mouth and held her breath. She felt her eyes were a little wet, and hot liquid was flowing inside.

The old witch's face suddenly darkened.

The king's eyes were full of astonishment.

He could probably guess who the prince loved - there were too many signs.

But before, before Prince Eric said this himself, he thought that Prince Eric's feelings for the girl he picked up were just a momentary impulse of an adolescent child, an agitation that would gradually fade away over time and would not affect the overall situation of his marriage.

"God! It seems that my father does not agree with my idea at all - you can see it from his expression. Why is it like this? Why do I have to marry the princess of the neighboring country? Isn't Ariel also a princess?"

"By the way, Ariel comes from the country under the sea, and our West Asia Kingdom is adjacent to that sea. Ariel happens to be a [princess of a neighboring country]! But how can I explain this to my father?"

The prince complained about the injustice in his heart.

He vaguely realized what the barrier that prevented him from being with the mermaid princess was. He really saw a wall standing in front of him. He wanted to break that wall - as the prince now and the future king.

"I'll talk to you about this after the banquet." The king said in a low voice.

After that, both the king and the envoy of Ende didn't mention the marriage again. They turned to talk about other things.

The prince knew that this did not mean that his father agreed with his idea.

However, the gentleness of his father was somewhat beyond Prince Eric's expectations: after his impulsiveness, his father did not get angry at his disrespect. Does this mean that there is still hope?

The banquet for the foreign delegation ended.

The crimson lights went out, the singing and dancing gradually faded, and the servants took away the wine glasses that still had the aroma of wine.

Both sides left one after another.

The Ende German delegation will stay in the Kingdom of West Asia for a few days.

…

The old witch and other envoys returned to the luxurious rooms arranged by the king.

"It's terrible, it's terrible! Prince Eric actually fell in love with that girl, the girl with a singing voice that was simply not human, and said it in public and rejected our arrangement!"

The old witch paced back and forth in the room, talking to herself.

The other envoys trembled and hid aside, and no one dared to disturb her.

After waiting for a long time, a messenger finally mustered up the courage to report:

"I have found out the information about the singer. The maids all said that Prince Eric picked up the girl from the seaside. He is very kind to the girl because she looks very much like the woman who saved him in the shipwreck."

"If that's the case, that's great!" The old witch breathed a sigh of relief quietly, with joy in her eyes, "This means that she is just a substitute. When Prince Eric really sees our little princess, he will immediately change his mind!"

The old witch immediately became puzzled again:

"This is really a strange thing. The singer obviously doesn't look like the little princess? Uh, maybe Prince Eric's memory is wrong."

Obviously, she knew very well who saved Prince Eric in the shipwreck!

"By the way, did you find out? Which guest room did the magician from the Kingdom of Rose live in?" the old witch asked again.

Another messenger trembled and told the old witch the information.

He had already anticipated what would happen tonight.

"Okay, you guys leave. Don't bother me again tonight."

The old witch waved her hand and dismissed her subordinates.

Seeing that there was no one else in the room, she took out a mirror and hung it on the wall, chanting a spell.

On the dark mirror, circles of ripples spread out, and a man's face emerged.

The man had stubble, and looked strong, masculine and aggressive.

He was the monarch of Ende.

"My majesty, I report to you what I saw and heard today."

So the old witch told her everything she saw and heard at the banquet today.

She talked about the flirting between Prince Eric and Ariel during the singing and dancing, and the prince's refusal of his father's arrangement in the court.

After listening to it, the monarch of Ende nodded slightly, thinking.

He asked again:

"Oh, Prince Eric has someone in his heart and rejected his father's arrangement? He is indeed as rebellious and full of personality as the rumors say.

"Then can the rest of the plan go smoothly? "

His voice was extremely majestic.

"Of course, Your Majesty. I heard that Prince Eric only used that girl as a substitute. The one he really loved was the woman who saved him after the shipwreck on that stormy night - that is, Her Royal Highness the Seventh Princess, Your Majesty's youngest and most beautiful daughter. "

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The old witch grinned:

"At the beginning, I glimpsed the turning point of fate and instructed Her Royal Highness to go to the temple in the forest to practice royal virtues.

"Because I have long foreseen that as long as the princess goes there, at some point in the future, she will be able to meet the prince of the Kingdom of West Asia in advance - in an extremely romantic way.

"Her Royal Highness the little princess still knows nothing about this. In the letter she sent back, she mentioned that she saved a handsome boy who was washed ashore by the waves, but she didn't know that it was the prince of the Kingdom of West Asia.

"When they meet, they will both believe that this is fate.

"As far as I know, Prince Eric is a young man who likes romantic stories, values ​​feelings, and is most unwilling to let others down.

"When he saw the woman he had been thinking about day and night and dreaming about appeared in front of him, and it happened to be the foreign princess who was engaged to him, he could never refuse this love.

"Prince Eric must feel that this is as beautiful as a dream. No matter how rebellious he was in the past, no matter how much he disliked his father's decision, he would be eager to marry Her Royal Highness the Princess at this time!

"Hahaha, what a beautiful moment.

"How much he loves the girl with beautiful singing and light dancing now, how much he will love our little princess now!

"No, he will love her ten times more. Because that girl is just a substitute for Her Royal Highness."

The old witch grinned even more, her facial features squeezed together, and her smile became uglier:

"Later, I will give Her Royal Highness the enchanting spices according to the plan, let her sprinkle it on her body every day, and tell her that this spice can fascinate any man.

"In fact, it is true. The magical fragrance will distort the mind of any man for a long time. This fragrance that erodes the soul is silent and subtle, and will not be noticed by anyone.

"As long as Her Royal Highness and Prince Eric get married, it will take less than half a year for Prince Eric, who lives with Her Royal Highness day and night, to be confused by my magic and become a puppet that completely obeys my control.

"Prince Eric is the future monarch of the Kingdom of West Asia. The moment he ascends the throne in place of his father, the Kingdom of West Asia will be under our control.

"Controlling the Kingdom of West Asia, which is a maritime transportation hub, will be a crucial step in your majesty's great cause. In the future, the entire Western continent, and even the entire continent, will submit to your majesty!"

In the mirror, the majestic monarch of Ende nodded gently and said briefly:

"You did a good job."

Then the picture in the mirror slowly disappeared and returned to darkness.

The old witch stared at the already dark and dull mirror, her original flattering expression was put away, and her eyes suddenly became a little bit colder.

She recited the obscure spell again, and circles of ripples spread out. The mirror magic communicated with the distance, and the picture appeared in the mirror again.

This time, it was a woman who appeared in the mirror. That was the other person she was looking for.

She was tall and slender, wearing a black and purple robe, with dark beauty and cold elegance. Her face was cold as ice, but it seemed to contain unimaginable madness.

The black witch Maleficent.

The culprit who once cursed the Kingdom of Rose!

I have been suffering from insomnia in recent days, and I should think of a way.