Chapter 1758: Taylor Is Playing With Fire
The Lorelei royal family is replete with castles, elegant and exquisite, each exuding a sense of time-honored history and demeanor.
Many royal members hold their weddings in castles.
Aerie Castle is very famous, uniquely designed, luxurious, and grand, with a particularly romantic legend.
Prince Taylor chose this place because normally, not many people come here.
Here, discussing matters won’t be disturbed.
The lounge is large, with intricate patterns on the open ceiling, brimming with an artistic atmosphere.
The walls are adorned with masterpieces of renowned artists, the air filled with the scent of wealth, and the table is freshly covered with a country-style cloth, with several fresh lilies in a vase on the table.
A bottle of wine has been poured into a decanter.
Taylor personally poured two glasses, took out a packet of white powder from his pocket and unhesitatingly, yet calmly poured it into one of the glasses.
He then gently swirled it until the powder completely dissolved, placing this glass of wine at the opposite spot.
Taylor calmly awaited Jocelyn Morgan to show up for the rendezvous; he was determined to have her drink this wine.
The indoor lighting was a warm yellow, with a gentle classical music hovering in the air, the volume moderate, the sound quality excellent, the atmosphere strong and immersive, and the choice of music reflected Taylor’s taste.
Jocelyn had not deliberately dressed up; she came to the appointment after making a call to Ian Shelby.
Recalling the scene where the King had expelled Taylor from the palace and ordered he not be allowed back, Jocelyn actually felt a pang of guilt.
Affecting the father-son relationship.
Taylor was waiting for Jocelyn, waiting patiently, thinking that once the deed was done, the groom of this wedding would have to be changed.
He could not be his father’s favorite son, but he could be the first son to give his father a grandchild.
Taylor was a bit paranoid today, not quite clear-headed, uncertain about what he was doing.
Since Louis returned to the royal family, Taylor has felt he’s been treated differently and that his father no longer values him.
Even though his health was clearly improving, such an important matter was kept from him.
Hearing footsteps, Taylor raised his eyes and heard the servant at the door whisper, "Hello, Miss Morgan, please come in."
She had arrived.
Jocelyn Morgan stepped inside, the door gently closed by the servant; this was arranged by Taylor in advance.
This was Jocelyn Morgan’s first time entering Aerie Castle, and the scenery inside was unlike any other palace — so beautiful, so poetic.
She immediately spotted the man seated in front of the table in the center of the room.
Jocelyn stepped towards him, her calm gaze falling on him, "Prince."
Taylor turned slightly, smiling at her, "Please, have a seat."
The girl saw the snacks on the table and the poured wine, as well as the few blooming lilies in the vase.
She sat down in the chair opposite, apologetically speaking, "Prince, I’m sorry, because we needed to guard against Eden, we hid our identities from you."
"How long have you been together?" Taylor didn’t seem angry; his gaze fell on the girl’s face, she always gave him a feeling like spring flowers blooming, as if the corners of her eyes carried a floral scent.
"Half a year." Jocelyn met his gaze, lifting her eyes, "But... but our relationship is very good, it’s towards marriage, we are preparing to get married."
Her words were like a thorn, piercing deeply into Taylor’s heart.
In just half a year, she wanted to entrust the rest of her life to him?
How exceptional could Louis possibly be?
Taylor forced a smile on his face, his gaze landing on the glass of wine before her, he spoke gently, "Try this wine, it’s produced by our royal family, never sold outside, you probably haven’t tasted it, but the taste is really good."