Chapter 67: Will you accept?

As the banquet continued, laughter and conversation filled the grand hall, the clinking of goblets and the rich aroma of roasted meats creating an atmosphere of celebration. Yet amidst the revelry, one figure moved with quiet purpose.

Audrey rose from her seat, her hands tightening into small fists at her sides as she made her way toward the main table. Her heart pounded, but she kept her steps steady, her expression composed. Arthur, seated at the head, swirled his wine lazily in his goblet, his gaze distant—lost in thought, perhaps already planning his next move.

She stopped beside him and spoke in a low voice. "Your Majesty," she began, her tone firm but respectful. "Please… teach me."

Arthur arched a brow, setting his goblet down with a soft clink. "Teach you?" he echoed, mild amusement flickering in his eyes.