This… coming to the Middle Evroya and directly being appointed as an ambassador seemed like a very worthwhile endeavor.
Especially since this role was akin to being the spokesperson for the Fire Dance Festival.
In the history of the Middle Evroya, the Fire Dance Festival had been celebrated for over a thousand years, a tradition passed down from their ancestors.
And in these thousand years, there had only been two ambassadors for the Fire Dance Festival.
“A thousand years ago, a very distinguished princess from the Central Plains visited our Middle Evroya. She was known as Princess Sharon and was incredibly brave and resolute,” Harold began recounting the history of the Fire Dance Festival. “Back then, we were not called the Middle Evroya; we were the Yels Tribe. This Princess Sharon was a princess from your Central Plains. When our chief waged war against the Central Plains, Princess Sharon defeated us soundly and then set up camp here.”
“She studied our local customs and traditions. During the six months she stayed here, our ancestors and our entire tribe developed rapidly. She built roads, established post stations, facilitated communication between us and the Central Plains, consolidated internal governance, and strengthened our diplomatic relations with the Central Plains.”
“She also taught us how to cultivate crops. She believed that our troubles stemmed from hunger and cold. Once we were well-fed and warm, we would naturally seek peace and a happy life. A peaceful and prosperous life for the people was the ideal.”
“Her efforts promoted our economic development, and she became the first promoter of the Fire Dance Festival in our history. The origin of the Fire Dance Festival is to commemorate her great contributions to the development of our Middle Evroya.”
“If it weren’t for her, we might have perished long ago.”
Harold spoke with great respect and admiration for Princess Sharon.
“We still have a statue of Princess Sharon here to commemorate her, as well as a shrine dedicated to her. If you have time, you should visit.”
Sylvia was surprised to learn that the Fire Dance Festival was held in honor of Princess Sharon and even more surprised that Princess Sharon was the first promoter of the festival, while she herself was the second…
This connection felt strangely coincidental.
It seemed as though she and Princess Sharon were intertwined across different times and spaces.
“Miss Andrews, I think you’d be perfect to play Princess Sharon,” Joy said as she approached, staring intently at Sylvia.
From afar, Sylvia looked as beautiful as a painting, but up close, she was even more dazzling and stunning.
Joy felt both envious and bitter. Some people could rely on their looks alone, but Sylvia chose to stand out with her abilities.
As for herself… despite having a cousin who was the president, she couldn’t compare to Sylvia in terms of talent or appearance.
She felt both hurt and inferior.
But she was aware of the online clamor. “Why don’t you agree? We’re all looking forward to it.”
Despite feeling hurt that she wasn’t the lucky one and that she couldn’t match Sylvia in any way, Joy admired Sylvia’s capabilities after witnessing them firsthand.
She harbored no ill intentions.
Now that Sylvia had become famous in Middle Evroya, not only were Aettosa and H Rovirsa’s netizens calling for her to play Princess Sharon, but Middle Evroya’s netizens had also joined in with a “petition signed by ten thousand people” asking Sylvia to take on the role.
This topic had already garnered billions of discussions.
Such a grand situation had never occurred before, especially since Sylvia wasn’t even from the entertainment industry.
It was simply…
Astonishing and shocking.
Sylvia never expected Joy to join the crowd urging her to act.
She never imagined that so many people would one day urge her to take on a role.
If she were a celebrity or an actress, it would be understandable.
But she was just an ordinary person!
Franklin looked at her with deep eyes, holding her small hand in his large one. “Why don’t you consider it?”
Sylvia glared at him. “Stop joking. People are urging you to play Prince too!”
Franklin chuckled softly. “I wouldn’t mind playing a couple with you once. Prince Javon worked diligently to govern his kingdom well and didn’t seize his nephew’s throne despite his achievements. Such a man deserves my respect and is worth portraying. If I had the chance to play him, it would be an honor.”
So this man was actually interested in acting?
Sylvia’s almond-shaped eyes flashed with surprise. “You… actually want to act? Want to try your hand at it?”
Franklin stroked his chin. “Yes, if there’s an opportunity, I wouldn’t mind trying.”
Sylvia was speechless.
Isabelle wandered around holding Darius’s hand. “Sylvia, you’re beautiful and resemble Princess Sharon. If you and Mr. Maskelyne acted together, whether in a TV series or a movie, it would definitely be a hit.”
“I give up on you all. We came to attend a Fire Dance Festival, and you still don’t forget to persuade me.” Sylvia shook her head helplessly. “I’m a bit tired; I’m going to rest for a while.”
With that, she walked over to a nearby seat, picked up a glass of red wine, and took a sip.
Sitting there, she looked like a beautiful painting, exuding an aura of elegance.
Surrounded by firelight, she was the most beautiful presence in the flames.
The Fire Dance Festival continued until four or five in the morning when people started leaving due to exhaustion or sleepiness.
The residents of Middle Evroya gradually dispersed, and the sound of firecrackers faded away.
The land returned to silence.
Sylvia and Franklin also returned to their hotel to rest.
In a hospital in the red-light district,
EMPEROR’s subordinates reported on Franklin and Sylvia’s movements, including their whereabouts.
EMPEROR gritted his teeth and slapped him. “Am I blind? The internet is flooded with news about that woman showing off in Middle Evroya. Do I need you to report it? The media is faster than you!”
“Why do I keep you useless fools around? Wasting food and air?”
EMPEROR was so angry he wanted to kill his subordinates with a slap.
If it weren’t for his legs being injured in a skiing accident and being unable to move,
He would have jumped up and beaten these idiots himself.
How could they be so stupid?
“Sir… sir… it’s just that…” The subordinate stammered but couldn’t say anything coherent.
“Get out! Keep following them and report any movements immediately!” EMPEROR grabbed a teacup from the table and threw it at him. The subordinate fled in terror.
The cup smashed against the door of the ward. “Damn it, you dare dodge! Who told you to dodge!”
The nurse heard the irate patient in this ward throwing another tantrum from afar.
Hearing the sound of shattering glass, she pursed her lips. Anyway, this patient had plenty of money; all damaged items were compensated double.
So much money it made people envious…
The subordinate returned shortly after running out.
“Sir, they went to a famous local institution early this morning called the Women’s and Children’s Protection Association. It seems they were visiting children.”
“Going to such an institution is clearly for image-building, creating a caring persona! Is this trivial matter worth reporting?” EMPEROR glared at him with bloodshot eyes. “These people love showing off; they can’t go a day without it. I know them too well.”
Terrified, the subordinate ran off again without saying another word.
Clearly, he demanded reports but then scolded them when they did; making money these days was tough.
At this moment, Sylvia and Franklin had already left the Protection Association with Alex and headed straight to the largest children’s amusement park in the area.
They also took him to the zoo.
Jax had replaced Jasper’s position and followed Franklin closely, occasionally taking photos of Alex with a camera.
By day’s end, they had taken many photos.
In the evening, Sylvia and Franklin had dinner at the association.
Sierra prepared a large table of dishes and raised her glass to Sylvia. “Now all the sisters in the association are doing well; there are many job opportunities. Although everyone used to be orphans, now the association is their home.”
“We all have you to thank; you gave us all a home.”
Sylvia clinked glasses with her and smiled faintly. “Talking about this feels too formal.”
Alex was very happy today, picking out photos. “I want to hang this one by my bed, Mommy; can I?”
Sierra glanced at it and saw it was a photo of Franklin and Sylvia holding him at the zoo while looking at elephants.
Little Alex nestled in Franklin’s arms with a big smile on his face.
With just one look, she knew her son missed having a father figure…
She felt sad thinking about how Clark had escaped from prison and remained at large according to news reports.
She wondered if he was hiding like a fugitive now.
Seeing her son’s admiring gaze towards Franklin made her heart ache; in his mind, his father must be an admirable figure too?
If one day he found out his father was actually a criminal…
She couldn’t imagine that scenario.
After dinner at the association, Franklin and Sylvia prepared to leave.
Alex clung to Franklin’s leg with teary eyes looking up at him pitifully. “Uncle, don’t leave me.”
“Stay with me for another day, please?”
“Alex, let go. Franklin and Sylvia have things to do tomorrow; you can’t be willful. Understand?” Sierra quickly pulled him away gently comforting him.
Sylvia hugged him again kissed him reassuringly before they finally left.
Franklin felt an inexplicable softness in his heart; if only he could hold their own soft child…
How wonderful that would be.
But alas there were no ifs in life.
He couldn’t help feeling jealous of Clark at that moment.