Watching Malin pinning the last medal on the chest of the last soldier, Nova stood in the viewing area, smiling and clapping her hands.
It's been tough, Malin.
At the same time, the young Queen and His Majesty Manheim of the Northern Kingdom exchanged smiles, the latter performing a genteel gesture of placing his hand on his chest.
This was a small understanding between sovereigns.
Nova smiled and returned the courtesy—she lifted the hem of her skirt.
At this moment, Malin came over and embraced her: "Seeing you working so hard, why don't you sit down?"
"If I sit down, I wouldn't be able to see your handsome face," Nova replied with her happiest expression as she looked at the smile on Malin's face.
Such an excellent man, why did I encounter him in the first place? Fate really loves me too much.
