This was certainly a comfortable way to travel.
Just as their helicopter took off, two escort helicopters followed close behind. Their doors were open, revealing paratroopers holding guns and wearing parachute packs, looking ready for battle.
The three aircraft flew over the Prime Minister's residence, immediately drawing everyone's attention. When sharp-eyed people saw the national and royal flags on the two trailing helicopters, they gasped in surprise.
"His Majesty the Emperor and the Imperial Concubine are here! Oh, it's so romantic!"
Anna Thorne, who was by the buffet table directing servants as they set up a champagne tower, looked up at the sound of the exclamations. As she gazed at the sky, the bright red helicopter was incredibly eye-catching.
The blue sky and white clouds were merely its backdrop.
'What a grand gesture. He really dotes on her.'
Anna Thorne pursed her lips bitterly. It would be a lie to say she wasn't jealous.
