Chapter 388: The Little Mermaid imprisoned in the castle (33)_1

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In the Imperial Palace.

In the blink of an eye, the wind and clouds surged, and the person standing at the peak of power had already changed.

He was once a revered one, but now he was a prisoner.

The sky gradually darkened. On the quiet Earth, the moonlight shone down like water. The bright moon above their heads was so bright that it was a little pale.

In a dark cell.

There was a small window on the tali wall, and the moonlight came in through it.

The king, the Queen, Darleen, Carlos, and a few others were locked up in a cell.

The king had passed out from the intense pain and was now lying straight on the grass like a dead fish.

The Queen was not willing to get close to the king, let alone take care of him.

A look of disgust flashed across the middle-aged woman’s well-maintained face.

As for Prince Carlos, he was a weak and indecisive person. He became a headless fly when he encountered a problem. Now, he was sitting on a clean pile of dried grass in a daze.

As for Princess Darlin, she looked at Carlos, then at the King and Queen, and something flashed in her eyes.

She couldn’t just sit and wait for death.

Why did the internal strife of the Empire’s royal family involve her?

Today’s wedding wasn’t going to happen anyway, and she was still the princess of the neighboring country, Darlin, not Carlos’s Princess.

Darlin kept consoling herself in her heart that Florence would not do anything to her even if it was for the sake of her father.

Outside the cell was a long and dark passageway. There were torches hanging on the wall, and the flames were dancing. The end of the passageway was hidden in the darkness.

The door at the end of the corridor suddenly creaked and was pushed open.

Darlin was startled. She subconsciously looked up at the source of the sound.

The military boots stepped on the ground, and the sudden sound of footsteps echoed in the dark and empty corridor. The steps were slow and steady.

What entered her eyes was the man’s tall and handsome figure.

Because his back was against the light.

Darlin couldn’t see the man’s face clearly for a moment, but she could vaguely tell that it was a man’s silhouette.

Who was it?

The torch was lit.

Against the orange flames, the man’s beautiful and familiar face was imprinted in everyone’s eyes.

He was wearing a black cloak and a military uniform with a beautiful Golden Belt around his waist and tassels hanging down from his shoulders.

The most eye-catching thing was the man’s short, dazzling golden hair. It was the color of the sun, and they had only seen such a Pure Color on one person.

That was the elder Princess, Florence.

Everyone looked at Herman in disbelief, who was Florence from before.

The Queen lost control and shouted,” you’re a man? How can you be a man?”

She had cut her beautiful golden hair short.

It did not diminish Herman’s beauty.

He was devastatingly beautiful in women’s clothing and handsome in men’s.

The man’s emerald eyes looked up and glanced at them a few times. Then, he opened his thin petal-colored lips and spoke in a low, magnetic and seductive voice.

“You seem very surprised?”

the Queen, my stepmother in name.

Not only the Queen, but everyone else was also in shock.

This was different from the shocked crowd.

Seeing the handsome and moving officer opposite her, Princess Darlin’s eyes flashed with an inexplicable emotion and calculation.

She didn’t expect that the princess of Florence was actually a man, and such a handsome man at that.

Then, he looked at his fiance, Carlos, and compared him to this man.

It was like the difference between cloud and mud..