The General's Wife Wants to Leave-Chapter 193: Lifting the veil of silence

Taking place the festivities that had just been performed by singers, dancers, and acrobats, a theatrical performance was now being played, which pooled the attention of almost all the guests that were present in the main hall, as the play was played by some of the notable actors in Terra.

Some were laughing, while others were having a flat reaction, unaffected by the comedy scenes that were being performed in the play. Joanna was one of the audiences who had no reaction to give, as what was played in her mind was only wishing for time to quickly pass so that she could return home in a blink of an eye.

Aside from her, the man who was sitting next to her also seemed to have no interest in joining in the laughter that resonated in the grand room. But Joanna was not sure whether he had a lack of interest in the play because he had the same thoughts as her, as what she was seeing was that he was busy savoring all the variety of food that he had placed on his plate.

Nonetheless, Joanna was grateful for all the festivities that were performed by good-looking and talented ladies and gentlemen of Terra, which made her able to breathe more freely, as all the attention of the King’s relatives, who had diligently watched her and her husband’s performance with their eyes narrowed not long ago, was now shifted to them.

Fixing her gaze on the man who was enjoying the mincemeat pasty that seemed to be more attractive than the play and was one of the various dishes that was served as the final course, Joanna saw him slice the pasty with a knife and pierce it with a fork.

Being immersed in the eating performance before her, which made her impressed by his extraordinary good appetite, Joanna slightly pulled her head back before shaking her head when a sight of a piece of mincemeat pasty that was stuck on the fork came closer to her view before stopping near her lips.

As the piece of food he offered for his wife, who did not take any of the meal that was served in the final course, was turned down, Canillas put it into his mouth. He then washed his mouth with the spiced wine that tasted different from the wine that was served in the first and middle courses after his plate was empty.

"I am so full," Canillas informed Joanna, who watched him wipe his mouth with the napkin, showing her his empty plate before leaning against the back of the chair.

"Good," was all Joanna could reply as a comment after she nodded her head, which made Canillas let out a low chuckle at her simple and flat response.

"Tired?" Canillas asked when he noticed Joanna looked more perfunctory compared to when she just arrived at the castle.

Not long after Joanna nodded her head as her answer, which was responded to with a smile of understanding by Canillas, the hall was erupted with claps that came from the guests and all who were present in the room as theatrical play had come to an end. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

Nonetheless, Joanna, who was familiar with the tradition of the banquet, knew that the end of the entertainment that had just been played to entertain all the presence in the grand room, including the birthday Crown Prince, did not mark the end of the banquet, as night was still young and a few more events were coming.

The center area, which was inside the U shape of arranged long tables that had been employed for all the festivities, including the theatrical play that had just ended, was now being cleared up and back to being empty and clean, ready to be used for the upcoming event.

Yet this time, like how she felt every time she sat in the grand hall, surrounded by the atmosphere that was not far different from years, her heart beat faster as nervousness for another matter thrilled through her.

Finding out that what she had predicted was about to happen, Joanna clasped her shaking and cold hands that were on her lap as she was now watching a royal servant walk towards her direction with a tray that was covered with a golden cloth.

Inwardly, she still wished for the servant to take another route, turning in another direction toward another table of another guest. But just like how her wish tended to be lately, the servant kept on marching, closer and closer toward the table where she sat.

In contrast to her, General Canillas von Rodega, who had zero knowledge about the event that was being played, wondered why the servant approached him and handed in the tray that seemed to contain an object. He could not tell what it was because it was covered with the silk cloth that shimmered under the illumination of the warm glow that brightened the room.

In wonderment that he masked well behind his façade, Canillas just stared at the object that now rested on the table right before him. He kept his hands away from it until he was politely instructed by the servant to find what was under the splendid cloth.

After the servant who delivered the hidden object left, Canillas lifted the golden cloth as instructed to him, only to reveal what was laid on the tray. Gasping soon heard from the people that sat in the visible range from him, including his wife, Joanna, before murmuring lifted the veil of silence that hovered in the glorious room since the entertaining play was over and the servant appeared with the tray.

Tilting his head at the object that invited surprise, Canillas then turned his head to look at Joanna, who looked at him with her round eyes.

He had completely zero knowledge of what was going on. But the beautiful face that had filled his vision the most since he set foot in the land where he was at the moment told him that a surprising event was awaiting.