"Have your officials all settled in? There are quite a few guests arriving in Britain during this period, and uncle wasn't able to welcome you in person, so Arthur will just have to forgive uncle." Crown Prince Edward smiled as he spoke.
After receiving a satisfactory reply from Arthur, Crown Prince Edward's smile grew even warmer. He did not forget to express his concern for the officials Arthur had brought along as well.
"They have already settled in with Aunt Beatrice's help. Uncle has grandmother's funeral and British affairs to attend to, so it's only natural that you have no time," Arthur replied.
Although obtaining support from Britain was inevitable, just how much support they could get still depended on Crown Prince Edward's attitude.
On the premise of not burning bridges, Arthur didn't mind getting on good terms with Crown Prince Edward. After all, Australia's interests and the British Empire did not conflict in the short term—at least until Britain sank, Australia was not in a position to confront Britain.
"Hahaha, as long as Arthur doesn't mind. Come, have a taste; these are all the foods you used to love eating in Britain, and I specifically instructed the chef to make them for you. Having been in Australia for so long, I suppose you've missed them, haven't you? Even with the few chefs your grandmother gave you, making an authentic British taste back in Australia isn't easy." Crown Prince Edward smiled, beginning to invite Arthur to partake of the food that had been prepared long ago.
Amidst the tacit and polite pleasantries between Crown Prince Edward and Arthur, the banquet hall witnessed a very warm uncle-nephew dinner.
During this time, Crown Prince Edward and Arthur acted just like ordinary uncles and nephews, talking about various amusing anecdotes among themselves and