THE THOUGHT

The morning after King George summoned Philip to his study, he questioned, "Where were you last night?" Philip was taken aback before managing to respond, and George added, "If you went to meet your future wife in the middle of the night, beware that she may be beautiful but not foolish." "Yes, father," Philip replied.

"I want to take her to the Whispering Willow Bridge, the most romantic place in the kingdom, and express our love and make her fall in love It's the only way to ensure her loyalty," George stated. Philip agreed, so he took Annabelle to the Whispering Willow Bridge. Annabelle was astounded by the view. Standing on the bridge, they encountered an enchanting panorama that embodied the essence of romance. To their left, a gentle river meandered through a lush green valley, its crystal-clear waters reflecting the vibrant hues of blooming wildflowers along its banks. The air was filled with a delicate flurry of butterflies, and the melodic songs of birds perched on swaying branches accompanied the soft breeze.

"It's beautiful," Annabelle exclaimed. "Yes, it is," but not not as beautiful as you Philip replied, as they kissed, However, he couldn't shake the thoughts of the previous night from his mind. Liam's presence, always masked, lingered in his thoughts as he inquired, "Why does your knight always keep his face covered?" Annabelle responded, "I suppose he wants to be prepared for a potential conflict."

"I think we should go," Philip said. "Can I ask you something?" Annabelle said. "Sure," Philip replied. "What is the origin of the Fiery Ember Ruby?" asked Annabelle. Philip replied, "It's a long story.