Chapter 203 "You are the most important person to me now..."
“Princess Lanna, His Majesty the King wishes to speak with you,” a maidservant said gently and politely as she appeared beside me.
Pushing through the crowded streets, I reached King Amur's throne. King Amur, while pouring wine into the mouth of a beautiful woman, chuckled and said, "King Sarga wishes to see you. What do you say?"
I paused for a moment before realizing that King Sarga was the Elf King.
"Why does he want to see me?" I asked.
"How would I know?!" King Amur said sarcastically. "I don't know what they see in you. My two sons are also infatuated with you."
How does he want to see me?
"He didn't say it in the letter, he just wanted to know your opinion first."
"I just want to see my daughter."
King Amur laughed, "It's probably not enough to just see your daughter; you must see both of them together."
"Do you want me to see you or not?" I asked.
“Of course I’ll see them,” King Amur said with a laugh. “We can talk business. Their horses are the strongest on the whole continent.”
"How do we know? Did they come to the Eastern Border?"
"King Sarga won't leave the secret realm easily. He'll probably arrange to meet you on a scenic island. You two can have a date there, and maybe you'll even conceive another son," King Amur laughed heartily.
"You're joking," I said calmly. "I'm already married to your son, how could I possibly have a son with another man?"
King Amur laughed so hard he could hardly breathe. “Your marriage is even less reliable than my marriage to the Elf Queen. It’s doomed sooner or later.”
"How could that be?" I said calmly. "I cherish this marriage very much."
"How much do you cherish him?" King Amur asked me with great interest, "Do you lie beneath my son every night, playing musical instruments or doing manual labor? And keep him from climbing on top of other women?"
I wasn't keen on discussing this topic with him, so I changed the subject, "Was it possible that the Elf Queen married someone else and formed a lasting marriage?"
King Amur laughed again, "She's surrounded by ugly ducklings, none of them as handsome as me. She proposed to me after only knowing me for a few days."
"Did she fall in love with you at first sight?"
"That's right."
When King Amur saw that I remained silent, he laughed and said, "What, you don't think so?"
"I just think that not everyone around the Queen is ugly," I said slowly. "The Queen is so beautiful, and King Sarga is exceptionally handsome, no less so than Prince Benot. There must be some good-looking people around the Queen, right?"
King Amur suddenly fell silent, staring at me with narrowed eyes, and then asked, "Did you know the Queen first? Even before I knew her?"
I hesitated for a moment before answering, "Yes."
King Amur must have already investigated me; he's just confirming it now.
"Did she really get the throne because of you?" King Amur asked me, squinting.
"I don't think so," I said. "She's so smart, how could she possibly rely on me to get it?"
“I’ve always felt that her mind is fickle and elusive.” King Amur brought his face closer to mine. “Could it be that she’s given her heart to you? If that’s the case, aren’t you manipulating both mother and son?”
"How could that be? Do I have that kind of charm?" I said frankly.
King Amur laughed, neither denying nor mocking me, he simply laughed.
"Father, Mother is unwell; it seems she is having some trouble with the pregnancy," Bernard's voice suddenly rang out from below the throne.
"If she can be saved, she can be saved; if not, then so be it," King Amur shouted. However, despite his words, he still stood up, looking impatient, and walked towards the palace entrance.
“I do not wish for you to see King Sarga,” Bernard said behind me as I descended the steps of the throne.
"This is none of your business," I said coldly.
“I’ll find a way to stop you,” he said calmly, “so that you don’t rekindle your old flame.”
We've already broken up.
Last time, he told me in front of the carriage that we had truly broken up.
But this time, at the ball, he clearly stated again: "I regret it."
"It's only been a few days?" I replied coldly, "Thank you for your kindness, but I've already married your brother."
"My brother won't truly love you, but I can."
Whether he loves you or not is irrelevant; you don't need to worry about it.
I left him behind and walked away quickly.
That night, I heard that King Amu returned to the ball and danced a group dance with a group of scantily clad dancers, having a great time all night.
At dawn, the Queen suffered a miscarriage. King Amur, who was in the middle of a passionate encounter with several women, received the news and cursed his bad luck. He threw on his outer robe, grabbed his belt, stormed into the Queen's bedroom, and began to beat her mercilessly. The poor Queen screamed and tried to escape from the bed, but she could not escape the King's leather belt.
"Have you had a miscarriage before? Otherwise, why couldn't you keep the baby?"
"You bitch, if you run again I'll kill you!"
The king was fierce and menacing, and no one dared to stop him. The queen cried and screamed, but she could not stop his whipping.
Finally, the Queen jumped out of the open window. Everyone gasped, only to see her land in Prince Dessen's arms. Prince Dessen was also knocked to the ground by the sudden force, and both of them crashed heavily to the ground…
It was nearly noon when Desen returned. I asked how the Queen was, and he sighed and said she was fine, just seriously injured and would have difficulty conceiving in the future. The King was already considering divorce and remarriage.
"Why didn't your father marry a girl from the Moster family?" I asked after a moment of silence. The girls from the Duran family seemed to have no luck.
"There aren't many suitable ones; they're either too old or too young. Only a few are barely suitable."
Why not marry one of the other women?
Desen hesitated for a moment before saying, “The Moster family is strange. Intermarriage within the family results in children who are either sickly or die young. Those who survive to adulthood are often not very bright, and some are even mentally challenged. Over time, the Moster family has declined in number. Now, only a few people in the family intermarry, and even these children are still sickly and weak, and those who survive to adulthood are often mentally challenged. Most people only dare to marry into other families. When my father was young, he had several mistresses from within the family, but the illegitimate children born to these mistresses were also like this. Therefore, when it came to formal marriages, he didn't consider people from his own family at all.”
This may involve issues of consanguineous marriage and genetic diseases, I think.
“Next, my father may marry into the Yod family,” Derson said. “After his previous divorce from my mother, he was pressured by the Durand family to marry a woman from the Durand family. Now, he can marry a woman from another family.”
“Perhaps that was his purpose in causing the queen to miscarry,” I said.
"Very likely."
"By the way, when can I leave with your help? To where I came from?" I leaned back lazily on the sofa.
"I don't really know either, maybe it depends on fate."
“I’m a little worried that your father will give me to King Sarga.”
“Oh, that?” Desen laughed. “My father is still considering it. Don’t worry, even if he agrees to let you see King Sarga, I will make all the necessary preparations for you and won’t let King Sarga take you away.”
I just smiled and didn't say anything.
"What, you don't believe me?" Derson asked, quite displeased.
“You value profit, and of course, everyone values profit. So I worry that you will sell me to King Sarga for your own gain, and without you as my intermediary, I will find it difficult to leave the continent.”
“You are my most important interest right now,” Desen said with a smile.
“That’s right,” I replied.
I've found that marriages based on mutual benefit aren't so bad; both parties get what they need. As for romantic love, it doesn't necessarily require marriage.
Derson now spends every night with his mistresses, mostly with his top mistress, and occasionally with other mistresses. I, on the other hand, am left with some peace and quiet.
In the evenings, I teach Yasmin to read or play some simple games in the study. After she falls asleep, I read leisurely books by myself. When I get tired of reading, I take a bath in the hot spring and then go to sleep.
Sometimes I would receive invitations to balls, but I would only attend those from the Most, Durand, and Yod families. I'm rather lazy, and unless absolutely necessary, I generally avoid going out in the evenings.
During the day, I often went out of the palace to go shopping, buying things on a lavish scale: fox fur coats, fur coats, pearl necklaces, gemstone rings, jade candlesticks, crystal mirror frames, ruby makeup boxes. I also had high-end dresses custom-made, ate at upscale restaurants, often booking entire venues, and went to prestigious aristocratic clubs for afternoon tea, reserving the most expensive private rooms. Many nobles said in private that I was vain, and some nosy ladies even asked me, "Does Prince Desen give you a lot of pocket money?"
I replied with a smile, "I haven't even spent all the breakup money Prince Bernard gave me yet."
The ladies then said, "Don't you save some money? You might need it someday."
"With flowers like that, can Prince Desen afford to keep them?"
I laughed and replied, "Let's talk about it when we need the money."
"Since he married me, how could he not afford to support me? If he really couldn't afford to support me, I wouldn't have married him in the first place."
The ladies left with a sigh, spreading rumors that I was a vain woman at heart, and that Prince Bernard might have dumped me because of my extravagant spending.
"Even if Prince Bernard married ten more women like Princess Nora, he might not be able to afford them."
"Look at the way she talks about Prince Bernard's divorce settlement, does she really think that money will last forever?"
"Prince Deson will dump her sooner or later, just like Prince Bernard did, complaining that she spends too much money."
When the rumors reached my ears, I just smiled and didn't say a word. Let them say what they want; I can't shut them up.
Why wouldn't I spend the money from Derson and Bernard? If they gave it to me, wouldn't I spend it? What's the point of saving it? I can't use it when I go back to the modern world.
Of course, I could save it for a rainy day. But actually, I've already secretly saved some. However, I don't want anyone to know I have this intention.
I want to project an image of being greedy and spending money like water, so that people will think I'm easy to deal with, brainless, and boring.
It's too high-end and sophisticated; it might not be safe for someone like me who has no roots in this strange world.
Beauty, purity, and sacredness are inviolable; they only inspire people to destroy them.
A saintly woman makes everyone want to violate her; a harlot makes so-called respectable men avoid her; a vain woman makes men who are unwilling to spend money stay far away.
Most men are reluctant to spend money, especially large sums.
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