Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1858: General Wind'S Meaning

Chapter 1858: General Wind's Meaning

In the pavilion of Bertie's palace courtyard, Rowan and Claire accompanied him for afternoon tea, having played two rounds of chess.

The father and son were evenly matched in their chess skills. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Where is Annie with Tristan? Haven't seen her for a few hours," Bertie asked, raising his gaze as if suddenly remembering, "Where did they go?"

Rowan made his move on the chessboard and said, "They're taking wedding photos. They scouted some locations in the royal palace a few days ago and decided to take advantage of this opportunity to capture various styles."

"That's good. It's better to be prepared and not rushed later," Bertie felt pleased, looking at the young couple sitting across from him. He asked, "Have you two not taken yours yet? When are you planning to?"

"We're planning a destination shoot," Rowan answered, then he turned his gaze and reached out to embrace Claire, who was sitting beside him, with a smile on his face. "We're going on a global trip and planning to shoot in Bali."

"Do you have the time for that?"

"Yes, we do. We'll make all the arrangements before we go. First, we'll finish the wedding banquet in Arkpool City, and there are some matters at the hospital that need to be dealt with."

"You should take bodyguards," Bertie said with some concern.

Rowan shook his head, smiling. "No need. We'll keep a low profile and won't attract attention. We'll also take precautions for our safety. Besides, the overall public security in this society is still good."

Bertie didn't say much, but he reminded them to stay safe.

After finishing the chess game, Rowan planned to take Claire to see the couple who were currently taking their wedding photos. So they bid farewell to his father and left hand in hand.

Bertie remained in the pavilion, feeling the cool breeze carrying the scent of earth on his face, with his tea still warm as the people had left.

He sat there alone, sipping his tea and reflecting on the things that had happened during this period. He felt very happy.

His health had recovered, and he could live for several more decades, a life he had gained unexpectedly.

Eden had stepped down and stopped causing trouble, and the remnants of the royal faction had been cleared.

His son had returned and inherited the throne, marrying the woman he loved, and Annie, who had been missing for many years, had also been found...

This was the greatest happiness in life.

Smiling as he drank his tea, Bertie inadvertently raised his gaze. He saw General Wind walking towards him, alone, without any attendants by his side.

The old king was slightly surprised as he held his teacup and looked at him. He felt that General Wind wouldn't come without a reason, as there was no direct matter between them that required direct contact.

"Your Majesty," General Wind immediately knelt down on one knee and performed a gentlemanly salute as soon as he approached.

The old king's heart skipped a beat, then he watched General Wind rise and asked directly, "What is it? Do you have something to discuss with me?"

He could see it at a glance.

General Wind stood before him, looking serious.

"Please sit," Bertie said with a gentle expression. "Just tell me what's on your mind, no need to beat around the bush."

But General Wind remained standing motionless. He met the old king's gaze and spoke boldly, "Your Majesty, I've come here today for Winnie."

Bertie asked thoughtfully, "Is she doing better now?" He knew about the young girl's depression.

"Since King Louis returned, Winnie's condition has been relatively stable. At least she hasn't had any suicidal thoughts," General Wind replied.

"That's good news!" Bertie didn't catch the main point and pondered for a moment. "If she remains stable for a while, continues with the medication, and receives proper guidance, she can overcome depression as long as she stays determined in her heart!"

General Wind also realized that Bertie didn't grasp the main point. The sentence "since King Louis returned" couldn't be considered as a time reference; it was the most crucial remedy.

"Your Majesty, Winnie has feelings for the king." The father got straight to the point and asked, "Can you allow the king to marry her as his princess?"