'Is he really Darryl?'
Yvette had drunk a lot of wine, and she was tipsy. She rubbed her tired eyes for fear that she might have mistaken.
'It's him!'
'It's really Darryl!'
Yvette's voice shook as she ran toward him quickly. "Darryl, you are here! You are finally here!"
Yvette burst into tears when she said that!
Darryl also had mixed feelings when he saw Yvett's excitement. He was heartbroken when he realized that she had lost weight again in just half a month after they last saw each other. Darryl opened his arms and pulled Yvette into an embrace.
"Princess!"
Sloan frowned and dashed forward to stand between them. She glared at Darryl. "How dare you! His Majesty has ordered us to arrest you, yet you dared to break into the palace! Are you here to surrender?"
Sloan flipped her hand, and a Tang Sword appeared in her hand as intense internal energy gushed from her body!
Darryl did not fluster; instead, he grinned wolfishly at Sloan. "Well, what do you want to do?"
Darryl gave Sloan the up and down when he said that.
He had to take a good look since it was rare to see Sloan in such a short dress.
Darryl's ogling made Sloan uncomfortable, and she blushed deep red. She bit her lips and said coldly, "You'd better surrender yourself. Otherwise, don't blame me for being harsh."
Darryl chuckled as a smug look spread across his face. "Oh? Do you think you can beat me?"
"You—" Sloan's face flushed when she heard Darryl; she was speechless.
"Sloan!"
Yvette snapped back to her senses and decided to defuse the tense situation. She tugged Sloan's sleeves hurriedly and begged her. "Please don't fight with Darryl, okay? Please let us talk?"
Yvette had to let go of her princess' prestige when she pleaded earnestly. She had always respected Sloan. After all, the woman had made many sacrifices for the New World Royals.
Yvette would definitely not be so polite if it were someone else.
Sloan sighed and nodded. "Very well, but you can only talk to him here. Darryl is not to take you anywhere!"
Sloan was unwilling to make further concessions; she only allowed Darryl and Yvette to meet and talk.
Darryl became nervous. "Why did you promise her that?"
He had spent so much effort to get into the palace! How could he not leave with Yvette?
Most importantly, he could not watch Yvette trapped for life in a cage.
Yvette was touched that Darryl had genuinely cared for her. She blinked furtively at him. "Don't panic. We still have a chance."
Yvette knew that Sloan was not Darryl's match in a duel. However, Sloan was not the only fighter in the palace. She feared that Darryl might not be able to take her with him should a battle were to break out.
Therefore, Yvette could only try to think of a plan, and more importantly, she had to gain Sloan's trust.
Darryl stopped talking after he perceived Yvette's hint.
"Great!"
Sloan also nodded. She looked at Darryl and said, "I will give you half an hour. Say anything you want to the Princess and then leave as soon as possible."
Then, Sloan withdrew the Tang Sword and took a seat nearby.
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