Chapter 8. Banquet

"It's a taboo, how could Princess Yafaka invite her adoptive mother," said a noblewoman named Feyina. A woman in a wheelchair came to the banquet, all the guests came, only Camille hadn't arrived yet.

"Feyna, you please give me all the data that I took care of. Hand them over to the noblewomen."

Yafaka moved the wheelchair, and for three days she was in a coma. And last night she woke up, then remembered that today was the day of the banquet of the nobles and the future queen. Yafaka realised that she couldn't stay too long to attend the event. Yafaka's biological mother told her to rest after attending the banquet. Yafaka's idea of having a banquet with Camille was to get Camille to stop misbehaving and immediately release the imprisoned nobleman. The imprisoned nobleman is the younger brother of Yafaka's best friend. The ideology Yafaka created was perfect, making all the nobles nod.

"I agree, that all nobles should donate for the drought and forest fires."

The interconnection between Yafaka and Camille was so bad, that the white witch needed to create a group to advance the Kingdom. The intrigue spread by Camille made the nobles distrust Yafaka, fortunately, the woman in the wheelchair had a brilliant idea.

"I will organise a food distribution to the people in the palace hall. I'll assign you to record the goods."

Yafaka clenched both hands into fists, enduring the curse of disease. She was afraid that the seizures caused by epilepsy would recur. Yafaka was tired, she was sweating profusely and noble Sefi saw it.

"Princess, you must be resting. You are so pale; maids, please take the princess to her room."

Sefi was Yafaka's niece who was cared for by the previous Queen. Yafaka's spirit was still strong, she then straightened up in the wheelchair. And then smiled, to make the atmosphere normal.

When the maid came, an old woman came and sat next to the nobleman who was dressed in fleece. The white witch woman, saw her foster mother gulping down very expensive liquor. Served at the banquet, Yafaka saw that her foster mother had not changed.

"I didn't expect, you still like to drink fermented drinks. When I was young, you came to my place and asked for help."

"As a free woman, drink is what fuels the soul."

Yafaka had guessed that her foster mother was nicknamed Villain Red Wine. She was notorious for being mean and unfriendly, not to mention spending money to get drunk and buy expensive jewellery.

This banquet could be dangerous if she stays drunk. With her true nature and love of alcoholic beverages. Yafaka thought, but she couldn't stop herself. She was still recovering.

"Your mindset still hasn't changed. You think you are tormented, when many people are tormented because of you."

Yafaka couldn't stand it, she wanted to take out the stick and make Camille laughed at by all the people. But her strength had not recovered yet, she needed to meditate and train her strength.

Watching the people suffer, made Yafaka feel like she had been drawn by several swords. Yafaka was not good at making the situation calm. She was now in poor health.

Luckily, Yafaka has a high-ranking acquaintance who supports a great plan. A plan that would make the people happy. Yafaka then pulled out an ace, luckily baiting Camille.

"Feyina, your father has land, right? How about giving us some of the land."

"I asked my father if he has any land and settlements that are still empty."

Feyina is a plant witch, her father is a nobleman who sides with Yafaka's birth mother. It was she who told the previous queen to marry the witch king so that there would be balance in the magic forest. The news from Feyina had also spread, that Camille would receive land from the kingdom. As long as Camille was willing to admit her mistake, then sign as a citizen whose magic became low-level.

"The problem is already getting worse, if the land is empty. There will be a gap between the father and mother's camp. So, tell your parents."

Yafaka deliberately made a tone of distress, but this was a trap for Camille. By making Camille's power sealed, Yafaka instead had to persuade her to get the heart of the adoptive mother deeply heart who possessed black magic. In this way, Yafaka is freed from the curse.

Thoroughly unravelling, she brought Camille into the palace and gave the news that she was Yafaka's biological mother's best friend.

"I'm going to Father's place tomorrow. He's probably investigating the spoilt land case."

The glass cracked, unwilling to see your arrogant face. Camille, you should give up. Yafaka thought to herself that one day the mother who raised her would receive karma and be punished more severely.

Justice will favour the white witch. Yafaka would be rewarded, making the oppressed people prosperous and prosperous. She looked up at the clear-coloured roof, the weather was dark and it was going to rain. At the heart of the matter, Yafaka invited the nobles to give some land, food, and fishing products to the people like Camille. That way, the woman who was dismissed as queen would realise that wealth would not make the people prosper if it was in excess.

"I have some of the proceeds from the fish farm, I will distribute them to the people in the field during the food distribution ceremony."

"I also agree, if we hold a bazaar and distribute groceries. That way, all the people will prosper," said Noble Freja. Rosendale Freja was the friendliest person; she would distribute food and some clothes to the people. Duchess Celeste Cheri, her father is an economy minister and her mother works as an agriculture minister. By inviting the children of officials who were honest and in favour of the former queen, Yafaka could get a good chance.

"Then let's end the meeting here because I have some business to attend to."

Yafaka then manoeuvred the wheelchair, a maid accompanying her and escorting her to the sleeping quarters. She had gone through the work with a lot on her mind. Yafaka had prepared honey for her mother, she had not yet had time to give her the honey from the garden. Because of the meeting with the noblewomen to make the population balanced in the white witch's territory.

"Miss is too tired, you should rest."

"I don't want anyone to find out that I have a relapse of my illness."

"Why, do you not want to look weak?"

"No, because I don't want the friend who loves me to get hurt."

Yafaka took off her clothes and changed into sleeping clothes, taking time to calm the cursed disease. The science of making the energy in the body not flow, because the curse was increasingly making the resting woman look pale.

The man who loved Yafaka came, he then ran because he heard the news from the subordinates who were guarding. This was not what Yafaka had planned, Rendi saw his future wife injured and immediately ran. The man ran, dre

ssed in royal clothes and carrying a sword.

"Yafaka, you should rest."