Life After Prison by Silencieux novel Chapter 1289

Princess Nana's eyes lit up immediately. She jumped up from the sofa and asked excitingly, "Franko? Did you say Franko wants to see me?"

"Yes, my princess. Franko Marsden."

The guard frowned and looked a little surprised. From Princess Nana's reaction, he could tell she was desperate to meet Franko.

Princess Nana instructed, "Go. Bring him in now!"

"Yes, my princess!"

The guard left.

After that, Princess Nana started to jump up and down excitedly. "This is great! I can't believe Franko is asking to see me! I wonder why he's here. Did he think it through and realize that he actually likes me?"

With that thought in mind, it further enlightened Princess Nana's mood and had her cheering.

"Calm down, calm down. What if he's here for other things?"

She remembered she was a princess and tried to calm herself down, pretending nothing happened. She sat on the couch, picked up the teacup on the table, and took a sip.

Franko quickly acted excited to see the princess when he entered the room. "Nana! Princess Nana! I heard my staff tell me you went looking for me when I was away. I'm sorry. I rushed here to see you once they told me."

After a slight pause, he continued, "Why did you look for me?"

"Franko, just call me Nana. I don't like it when you call me a princess. We've known each other for so long. We're friends, aren't we? I only wanted to talk to you, but I didn't know you were away."

Nana smiled, stood up, and walked together with Franko.

Meanwhile, Severin continued to produce alchemical pills in his free time since he did not have information regarding the rest of the hall.

Unfortunately, his progress was slow. He did not have enough of the ingredient needed to make the third-grade medium-rank alchemical pills. He started to feel sad as the spiritual herbs ran out.

After a while, it was another failed attempt. Severin went to his bed and sat on it to rest.

He wiped off the sweat on his forehead and sighed to himself. "I only have ten sets of ingredients left to make the third-grade medium-rank alchemical pill. I really hope I can succeed soon. It's not going to be easy to hunt for these ingredients."

After resting for a while, Severin recalled every detail of his production and tried hard to familiarize himself with every step.