NovelEnglishChapter 1758: Taylor Playing with Fire
The royal Lu Layeka family had castles scattered everywhere, elegant and exquisite, each exuding a sense of profound history and
grace.
Many royal weddings took place within these castles.
The Aire Castle was particularly renowned, distinguished by its unique design, luxurious grandeur, and a particularly romantic
legend.
Taylor, the prince, chose this place precisely because it was seldom visited.
Here, he could discuss matters without any disturbances.
The lounge was spacious, its vaulted ceiling adorned with intricate patterns exuding an artistic ambiance.
The walls were adorned with masterful artwork, and the air carried the scent of wealth. A table was set with a countryside-style
cloth, upon which a vase held several fresh lilies.
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A bottle of wine had been poured into a decanter.
Taylor poured two glasses himself, retrieved a packet of white powder from his pocket, and without hesitation, poured a measured
amount into one of the glasses.
He then gently swirled the glass until the powder dissolved completely, placing it on the opposite side of the table.
Taylor calmly awaited Claire's arrival, determined to have her drink this wine.
The warm yellow lighting inside, accompanied by a soft classical melody with just the right voland excellent auquality,
created a strong atmosphere, reflecting Taylor's taste in music selection.
Claire hadn't dressed up deliberately; she had cstraight after finishing a call with Rowan.
Recalling the scene where the king had expelled Taylor from the palace and forbade him from re-entering, Claire felt somewhat
guilty. It had affected the relationship between the father and son.
As Taylor waited for Claire, he patiently mused, knowing that once the die was cast, a new groom would be needed for the
wedding. He couldn't be the favorite son, but he could be the first to give his father a grandchild.
Taylor was somewhat paranoid today, his mind not entirely clear, unsure of what he was doing.
Since Louis's return to the royal family, Taylor felt he had been treated differently, that his father no longer valued him.
Despite his body steadily recovering, such important matters were kept from him.
Hearing footsteps, Taylor looked up, hearing the soft voice of a servant at the door, "Miss Russell, please cin."
She had arrived.
Claire stepped inside, the servant gently closing the door behind her, as Taylor had instructed.
This was Claire's first tentering Aire Castle. The scenery inside was unlike any other palace; it was exceptionally beautiful and
filled with a captivating ambiance.
At a glance, she spotted the man sitting at the center of the room by the table.
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Claire approached him, her tranquil gaze fixed on him. "Prince."
Taylor turned his eyes slightly, smiling at her. "Please, have a seat."
The girl noticed the pastries and the poured wine on the table, along with the blooming lilies in the bottle.
She took her seat opposite him, feeling somewhat apologetic. "Prince, I'm sorry for concealing my identity due to our need to
guard against Eden."
"How long have you been together?" Taylor seemed unperturbed, his gaze fixed on the girl. She always gave him a feeling of
spring blossoms, as if even the corners of her eyes carried the fragrance of flowers.
"Half a year," Claire met his gaze. "But... our relationship is strong. We are planning to get married."
Her words pierced Taylor's heart like a thorn. To entrust one's lifetto another after only half a year? Just how outstanding was
Louis?
Taylor forced a smile, his gaze now on the glass of wine in front of her. He spoke gently, "Taste this wine. It's produced within our
royal family and not sold elsewhere. You've probably never had it, but it truly tastes wonderful."
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