The ball was reaching its climax, especially after the arrival of the king!
The prince, after dancing with the daughters of several ministers, walked over to a table in the corner, picked up a cup of wine, and while resting, his gaze fell upon the throne.
The robust king was laughing heartily, flirting with a group of women around him, his carefree nature on full display.
One of the noblewomen poked the king in the waist and pointed to the prince.
"Ladies and gentlemen, silence, let's toast to the birthday of our Prince!" the king looked at his son, nodded with a smile, and then stood up, loudly celebrating.
The guests raised their glasses, offering their sincerest respects to the prince, while the girls looked at him with longing eyes, hoping to be chosen as his wife.