NovelStartChapter 1612 Taylor's Intentions Lie Elsewhere
On the first day, Claire only got a general understanding of the situation on the king's side. She had no opportunity to collect food
residue.
She also didn't know where the kitchen that prepared the king's meals was, still under observation.
This palace was very large, with seven floors and seven or eight elevators.
The king didn't know Claire's identity yet, so he didn't give her more opportunities to get close to him.
He only knew she was lvan's sister, and Ivan was helping Louis, he'd have to talk to Rowan in detail first before making
conclusions.
Now, every step taken by everyone was cautious.
Today, Ivan was still staying in the royal court. He and the architects had another in-depth discussion with Queen Katharine about
building the castle park.
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Queen Katharine was very satisfied with their professionalism, the designs aligned with her aesthetics.
This made Katharine even more certain that she and Ivan were kindred spirits, destined to becfriends one day.
She even took tto give them a tour of the royal grounds, treating them completely as VIPs.
Ivan probed the situation here, and talked about the king's diet... because he also thought poisoning through food was a strong
possibility.
"The king's meals are very regular. | join him whenever | have time, he loves eating fish the most," Katharine was happy to share
with him. "But for the sake of his health, we haven't traveled for a long tnow." This was to show how favored she was.
"Your relationship seems great, really envious. Who's usually in charge of his meals? | mean the menus." Ivan added the last part
so as not to raise suspicion.
"He takes care of it himself, the flavors are different every day. After he makes his selection, it's handed over to Eden, who will
arrange it."
So the king's meals were Eden's responsibility?
Ivan had made sprogress on this end as well.
Early evening.
Taylor cto the king's palace in the glow of sunset. The servant at the door greeted him, "Good evening, Prince."
"Where is Father?" He asked as he entered.
"Your Highness, the king is in his private study upstairs."
Taylor paused and looked back, "What about Miss Russell? Is she here?"
The servant was momentarily confused until Taylor added, "The female Arabic translator."
"She's in the first room on the second floor, next door to the Arab doctor. But | think she just went out."
"Went out?" Taylor frowned, glancing outside. "Where did she go?" His intentions seemed to lie elsewhere.
"I'm not sure about that. But she shouldn't be gone long, will probably be back soon. She could be called on to translate anytime,
the doctor sees the king three times a day, it's about time."
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"Oh." Taylor turned and walked outside. Looking for Father was clearly just an excuse, looking for Claire was the real reason.
He barely slept last night, with her image lingering in his mind the whole time. Her beauty really made his heart stir despite
himself.
Claire was on her way back to Ivan's residence, because her laptop was still there.
She also wanted to tell him about the situation she had learned so far, and ask when he'd be going back, to pass Rowan's note out
as soon as possible.
As she crossed the lush green lawn, in the beautiful sunset, Rowan ctowards her from not far away...
Their eyes met, and the two unexpectedly encountered each other like this without warning.
Ten meters, five meters... their emotions were complex beyond words.
Just as they drew close and Rowan was about to say something, he noticed Taylor approaching. Rowan's eyes dimmed slightly.
Claire was about to stop and say something to him, but Rowan passed right by her, ignoring her completely.
Her heart gave a little thud, this unfamiliar feeling... made her heart contract painfully.
She stopped and looked back, immediately spotting Taylor, and understood what was going on.
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