Your Majesty, what plans do you have in regards to the discussion in the conference hall?
Plans? repeated Elizabeth. The Empress narrowed her eyes to look at the blood groove of the sword in her hand. Without looking at Castell next to her, she said, Do my ideas an anything for the North? Does it an anything for us? Is it in any way aningful to the elves? Its aningless. Why would I waste my energy thinking about it?
It is not aningless, Your Majesty. The North is now in His Majestys hands, while our army is also stationed in the North. The land belongs to us. Our alliance with the elves should end here, which ans that we should consider what to do with the land.
The Empress placed the long sword in her hand down then snickered. Theres no need to even fight for it. The elves wont want that land, because the elves cant survive in the cold. Furthermore, the North is the elves cetery. They dont want the place. To be frank, Castell, I really never thought youd ask this question. That bunch doesnt understand that elves cant survive in the freezing cold, and they dont know the significance of the North to the elves, but youre a human whos been active in the elven lands. Are you telling you dont know that?
Castell couldnt answer. He lowered his head hopelessly. Truthfully, he wasnt bringing it up for humanitys sake or for the right to rule the North. He just felt that Elizabeth hadnt taken the initiative to say anything or do anything ever since returning. He was worried that his Empress mind was still at Troy City, thereby affecting her work. Nonetheless, he now realised that she actually wasnt giving the North any of her attention. She had already decided on the matters before and after the war.
The elves were dood to never acquire the lands in the North, so it was bound to be humanitys.
I dont want to discuss the North, not because its bound to beco ours. Thats just one reason. Frankly, I dont want the land in the North at all, explained Elizabeth. She then sheathed her sword. My son was the one who captured the North, not . The right to rule the North belongs to my son, not , so regardless of what you discuss or what request you might have, its all pointless. It belongs to my son, not .
Castell froze for a mont. He then looked at Elizabeth and in a dumbfounded manner asked, Your Majesty, that place is ours It
The Empress narrowed her eyes. My son is my son, and I am . My son didnt do anything for himself because of my identity or rule. Furthermore, not only is he my son, but also the Elven Prince, albeit my reluctance to admit that. There is no way that he will pass the right to rule the North to either side, either. What my son has been after has never been to be a successor, who sits on his laurels in peace, waiting to be crowned. He wants his own land and his own authority to rule.
But would this be considered a revolt against us? What significance does His Majestys land in the North an to us? Are they our allies, our vassal state or what?
My son is not trying to beco a vassal state. He what he wants is his own land and his own independent nation.
That
Elizabeth sat down to the side and looked to the North. With a slight smile, she said, But I dont want to rule the North. That is a nation my son established. Thats the rule my son established with his own efforts. Thats his dream and ho. How could I destroy it? I never had any plans to achieve world conquest. I simply wanted to revive my nation, and Ive done that.
That ans His Majesty is not your son, but the ruler of a nation. He is no longer a son in your presence, but a monarch on equal footing with you.
Elizabeth revealed a slightly lancholic smile and responded in a lonely tone. His ti as my son was honestly too short, so short that I dont feel anything. I never raised him. I just want to satisfy his desires. I will support what he does as long as its reasonable, since hes my son.
So you want to borrow our strength to build a nation in our North?
Our strength? repeated Elizabeth, emphasising those words. She smiled. Castell, have you gotten sothing wrong? Besides sending out our military, my sons every move was his own decision, and he personally acted upon them. He was the one who ca up with a way to break through the valley, and he was the one who made his own new weapon. What do you an he borrowed our strength?
Castell looked at Her Majesty and responded, Last question, then. Your Majesty, you must know that he is your only child. He has gone to the North. Now what about you? Who will rule your empire in the future? You must pass the empire to His Majesty once you age, but what would passing your empire to the monarch of another nation be considered?
Elizabeth didnt reply or look back at him. Instead, she stood up and walked over to her desk to examine the map on it. She had made several heavy marks on the position of the North, leaving a behind deeply etched pen marks on the map. The North was now her sons land. She wanted to satisfy her sons desire. She had previously contemplated Castells question, but she hadnt decided what to do as of yet.
What should I do so that my empire and my sons nation dont co into conflict? What do I do? Idefinitely need a successor for my empire, but my son is not going to be here. His nation is in the North. It would be solved if I could still have another child. If I had another child, I wouldnt have to deal with this problem. My husband has passed away, though. How am I going to have child on my own?
Vyvyan appeared in Elizabeths mind. A very frightening idea surfaced into Elizabeths mind. She froze. She was frightened by her own idea just now.
What am I thinking?
Elizabeth wanted to slap herself.
Hes just my son. My son even has a wife already. How can I do that with my son? Moreover, hes not my husband!
I love you, Mom, recalled Elizabeth.
Elizabeth touched her lips. She suddenly rembered her son tightly embracing her in her room back at Troy City. She recalled that he was very tall, and she recalled the embrace that was similar to the embrace her husband once gave her. It was as though he was her husband Elizabeths hand stopped on her lips. Her gaze looked hazy as she recollected it. Suddenly, she felt that the idea she just conjured up was plausible
Reviews
All reviews (0)