The dawn awakens the sleeping city, awakens the busy people, but cannot awaken the young lovers who spent the night embracing and basking in the sun.
Feeling Roland’s renewed passion, Alina felt a bit flustered and dodged, "Don’t you have sothing important to do today?"
"I do, but nothing is as important as being with you."
Roland’s sincere gaze made Alina’s cheeks flush red. She buried her head in Roland’s embrace and murmured awkwardly:
"Roland, I want a child."
Since she had already pierced through the veil, Alina was straightforward and not at all pretentious.
"Alright, after we finish the wedding, it will be our priority." Such a reasonable request, of course Roland wouldn’t decline.
However, Alina wasn’t as excited as he thought she would be. Her eyes even showed a bit of lancholy.
"You already have Sylph."
"You and she enjoy the sa status." Roland looked at Alina sowhat surprised and was quite puzzled.
He had heard that girls all dream of wearing a wedding dress to marry their beloved. Was what he heard untrue?
Of course it wasn’t untrue, but Alina was different from normal people.
She gently said, "You are already engaged to Sylph. Even if the wedding happens together, in everyone’s eyes, she is the indisputable first wife."
Roland fell silent.
Alina was right. From any perspective, Sylph was the first wife.
Even if he publicly announced that their status was equal, Alina would still be perceived as lower.
He could only hold Alina’s soft hand and gently say, "How others see it doesn’t matter. I will treat you both equally well."
Alina smiled brightly. Roland’s words were especially warm, and her nose slightly tinged with sourness, recalling how Roland had risked his life to go to Jin Yuan to help her avenge and seize power to ascend the throne.
Due to Roland’s sacrifice, she shouldn’t refuse his arrangents.
But she truly couldn’t reconcile, couldn’t accept being a secondary wife.
Her gentle voice carried fatigue, "Roland, I shouldn’t refuse you, but I..."
"I understand."
Roland’s slender fingers pressed against her lips and said solemnly: "I helped you, and after you took power, you supported with all your might. Neither of us owes the other anything. You have the right to make a choice."
"I respect your choice; it’s just a pity."
Roland shrugged, his intense gaze falling on Alina’s fair skin.
"Such a beautiful and enchanting girl drifting away from , there is a bit of regret in my heart."
Roland’s words made Alina bristle instantly.
She sat up abruptly, glared fiercely at Roland, grabbed his chest in annoyance, and asked softly:
"Roland, what do you an? I am a well-educated, self-disciplined girl; do you want to just play around and then discard ?"
Ah?
Now it was Roland’s turn to be dumbfounded. Wasn’t it you who said you wouldn’t marry, what’s going on?
Although he never understood girls, Alina still managed to short-circuit his brain.
Seeing Roland’s bewildered expression, Alina giggled.
She released her grip on Roland, her cheeks slightly red.
"I just said I wouldn’t marry you, didn’t say I wouldn’t be your lover."
Roland widened his eyes, even more puzzled.
Even if others saw her status as lower than Sif’s, at least she was a formally wedded wife, how could she not be a wife but a lover?
Seeing Roland’s puzzled expression, Alina’s lips curled slightly, she spoke softly yet firmly:
"Am I your first lover?"
"If you wish, you could be the last one as well." Roland sowhat understood Alina’s thoughts and quickly flattered her.
"No."
Alina’s soft hand pressed on Roland, "I don’t want you to be bound by anything. Roland, you are free. But my world doesn’t have much ti for emotional matters between n and won, so I only have you."
"That’s not quite fair." Roland felt a bit awkward.
"As long as you do one thing, it will be considered fair." Alina smiled happily.
"Tell , I promise to do it." Roland felt a bit guilty, but agreed without hesitation.
He understood why Alina chose this way.
Alina wasn’t alone; she was also the head of the Bonaparte Clan, the Emperor of the Jin Yuan Republic, and the national Goddess of the Jin Yuan Republic.
The Jin Yuan People are proud; they can only accept being equal to top-tier nations.
If Alina publicly married Roland, ranked after Sylph, it would an Jin Yuan Kingdom would shrink a notch when facing Sussex.
Even if Alina is the Liberator, is the Emperor of the Republic, it wouldn’t work.
Or rather, precisely because she has such high prestige, she couldn’t beco a secondary wife.
Her marrying Roland would be a devastating blow to the Jin Yuan People’s dignity.
They would never again be able to lift their heads before the Sussex people.
In anger, the Jin Yuan people might even impeach or overthrow Alina.
It was the nationwide support that allowed her to ascend to the position of Emperor; if she hard everyone, she would be spurned by all until she lost her position as Emperor.
But being a lover is different.
That is the private life within the nobility circle; no one can interfere.
The Jin Yuan People might even cheer because their emperor had ’outdone’ the Queen of Sussex.
This twisted ntality, although Alina didn’t directly express it, Roland fully understood.
Alina’s request was simple, "When you are with , don’t think of other won!"
Such a simple request, of course, Roland wouldn’t refuse. He nodded lightly, sighed, "Just feel sorry for you. I heard every girl is the most beautiful angel when wearing a wedding dress."
"What’s there to feel sorry for?"
Alina spoke indifferently: "Even if I wear the best dress, could I steal your wife’s thunder?"
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