Chapter 362. Is He Happy? (1)
“What?! Why would I care about that?! What do I have to do with him?!”
Mastas imdiately refuted Rose, but she was very upset. Her shouts startled as I tried to clear my troubled mind. I noticed that Mastas’ face was flushed.
“Miss Mastas? Are you all right?”
“I, I really didn’t think about that.”
Mastas’ answer to my concern was strange.
“I’m only interested in strong people. Sir Koshar is weak and innocent., I don’t care if Sir Koshar marries!”
I rembered that Mastas once asked to take food beneficial for the body’s recovery to Koshar. Besides, it was suspicious that she was so nervous. Could it be that Mastas is in love with my brother?
Mastas usually expressed her opinion firmly. I expected that in a case like this she would say,
‘I only like him because he’s the Empress’s brother!’, or ‘I only like him because he’s a strong man!’, or ‘No, I don’t like him!’
But before I could inquire, Mastas had already walked away. As I looked at her, Rose, who had started all this, muttered with her arms crossed,
“This is suspicious.”
“Empress, what will you do if Mastas is in love with Sir Koshar?”
Countess Jubel asked. Unlike Rose’s serious attitude, Countess Jubel seed to find the situation amusing. She knew that my brother had a bad reputation in the Eastern Empire.
For that sa reason, Laura said with a smile,
“In terms of personality, I think they would make a good match.”
But Rose disagreed, so she spoke realistically and worriedly.
“Mastas is a good girl, but she’s a little clumsy. Besides, I don’t think Mastas is from a family worthy of marrying Sir Koshar...”
My ladies-in-waiting stopped talking and looked at .
“My brother’s opinion is what matters.”
Truth be told, both matches had strengths and weaknesses.
Princess Charlotte was smart and determined, so she would be able to control my temperantal brother, and due to her status as a princess, it would be an honor for Koshar to marry her.
However, my brother beca easily angered, so it could be a problem if he beca the son-in-law of the King of Whitemond.
In contrast, Mastas would get along well with my brother because she liked weapons, but as they were both easily angered, no one would be able to stop them if they caused trouble...
In any case, my parents were here. There was no need for to intervene. Still, that night I asked my brother directly.
“Did you hear that Princess Charlotte wants to marry you?”
“Yes...”
“What do you want to do? Do you want to marry the princess, or do you want to marry another young lady?”
My brother was so embarrassed that he didn’t even look in the eye, and he took a while to answer.
“I’m not interested in marriage, but I’ll have to do it if I want to help the family. In that case... I think Princess Charlotte is the best choice.”
“Do you know Princess Charlotte?”
“No, but it will help the family.”
That’s true.
“But it could be very stifling for you.”
I was worried because my brother lived a lifestyle with much more freedom than most young gentlen. I feared that he could not endure the traditional life of the nobles.
“I only caused trouble by living my way. I never helped our parents or our family. Now, I want to be useful.”
“...”
“Once I marry the princess, I’ll have to live in Whitemond. But it will be a sha not to be able to see my nephew often. I have no doubt that your baby will be lovely.”
I felt inexplicably moved, and the feeling didn’t go away, even after my brother left. I sat in a daze at the dressing table for a while until I heard a knock at the door.
“Co in.”
I waited a mont, but no one ca in, although I was sure that soone had knocked on the door.
It was strange. Normally, my ladies-in-waiting and guards would announce their nas before knocking on the door.
Could it be Heinley? Puzzled, I got up and personally opened the door.
I knew it. Heinley was standing there, carrying my favorite dish.
“Heinley?”
When I said his na in confusion because I didn’t expect to see him here, Heinley held out the plate of food,
“Here you go.”
“Why are you suddenly bringing this?”
“I got the signal to bring this.”
“I didn’t send any signal.”
“... Our child sent it.”
Liar!
When I narrowed my eyes, Heinley quickly kissed on my right cheek.
“Give that kiss to our child from his dad.”
“Stop joking.”
I felt so embarrassed that I spoke firmly, but this ti Heinley kissed on the lips.
“My Queen, that kiss is for you.”
Seeing blush, Heinley laughed.
“It looks like you liked it.”
Heinley spoke slyly and wrapped in his arms. I was worried that our relationship would beco awkward after my confession. But on the contrary, I felt more comfortable.
I was resting my head against his chest when I impulsively asked him,
“Would you like to take a walk with ?”
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