Chapter 172

The driver opened the door, and George stepped out onto the red carpet, his eyes fixed on the imposing structure before him. He was greeted by a liveried footman, who bowed slightly and said.

"Welcome, Mr. George. Her Majesty awaits you."

George nodded, his mind racing with wonder. He followed the footman through the ornate doors and into the palace, his eyes taking in the opulent decorations and intricate artwork that adorned the walls. Trying to see if any changes have been made since the last time he came here.

They walked through a series of lavishly furnished rooms, each one more breathtaking than the last. Finally, they arrived at the throne room.

George approached the throne, his heart pounding in his chest. He bowed deeply, trying to hide his nervousness. "Your Majesty," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

As George approached the throne, he couldn't help but notice the familiar faces surrounding him. Mary and Albert stood