450 The Day When She Was Betrothed To Him

Reclining on the bed, Arlan gazed at the ceiling, his mind immersed in thoughts of Oriana. A cherished childhood memory linked to her surfaced, a recollection from two decades ago—a joyous day when he first laid eyes on Oriana, the day she became officially betrothed to him.

The entire Royal family prepared as if it were a grand celebration. Arlan, the central figure of the event, was adorned more lavishly than usual. Queen Helena, his mother, personally attended to his attire. His small round face exuded adorableness, sea-blue eyes shining brightly, and ash-blond shoulder-length hair cascading loosely behind his head, with a golden-jaded accessory securing half of it. Clothed in royal garments, his diminutive figure resembled that of a little angel.

"Mother, why am I dressed like this? Is there a festival today?" the young Arlan inquired innocently, while obediently allowing his mother and servant to prepare him.