RLAQ - Chapter 10 < Her Mind >

Refusing Love As A Queen

 Heinrich stood for a while in the corridor. No need to think about where the Queen's rage came from.

Heinrich knew where his mistakes were. He was used to analyzing the shortcomings of everything 

with the queen first and then proposing solutions. They used to be the closest teachers and students, and there was no need to have so many scruples in the conversation. But now, the Queen is no longer willing to listen.

She can give that trust, and she can take it back without hesitation. Heinrich put his hands in his pockets, lowered his eyelashes, and looked at the long beam shadows on the ground.

"Mr. Heinrich."

A familiar voice sounded, and Heinrich looked up to see Kelly standing in front of him looking at him. Her tone was alienated, and she did not hide her hatred at all and handed him a mailbox.

"This is from Her Majesty."

The bronze letterbox was cold, and Heinrich held it tightly. At that moment, even he himself didn't know what he was thinking in his heart...Adele was once his best student except for one class. He once hoped that she could be as cunning and vicious as a "Heinrich".

This was originally the easiest course they thought. It turned out to be the worst failure. After witnessing countless filths, Adele hated them from the bottom of her heart.

This characteristic is particularly prominent after she became Queen. She is not stingy in repaying those who have been kind to her, but she will not let them gain power indefinitely. However, the latter was what the Heinrichs wanted. They didn't want a just monarch, they just wanted the Empire in their own hands.

The coldness on the bronze post spread throughout his body along the palm of his hand, and Heinrich couldn't tell whether the Queen's anger just now was to transfer him away from Dalton's surveillance, or... or... he didn't want to think about it anymore.

"She has always been amazingly good in every class," 

Heinrich heard his own voice sound hollow, and he took out another letter and handed it to Mrs. Kelly.

 "Give this to her." 

Before Mrs. Kelly could say anything, Heinrich quickened his pace and left in a hurry.

***

"You seem to be particularly opposed to my agreeing to John VIII's marriage proposal."

Adele leaned back on the chair wearily, she still maintained a calm expression, but her hands on the side of the chair were tightly clenched, the veins were exceptionally clear under the translucent skin, and the joints were terribly pale.

Dalton looked at her.

Perhaps many times, haggard will greatly reduce the charm of beauty, but this definitely does not include Adele. Sunlight fell on the Queen through the rose window in the room, and the fine dust in the air flew like gold powder, and the fatigue between her brows turned into the sadness of the goddess under the goldsmith's carving knife.

Even on the night of the mutiny, Dalton had never seen her show such a look.

Maybe there was, but that was covered under darkness and cloak. Dalton realized that Heinrich had indeed been very important to her. He had also heard about something between Adele and Heinrich. Adele was expelled from the court by her father. During the several years of exile, only the double-headed snake was by her side. The young heir of the family. Many people privately speculated about the Queen's feelings for Heinrich.

Should he be regarded as a brother, a father, or a further... lover? Why didn't the arrow just go straight into that guy's skull? Dalton couldn't restrain his hatred of Heinrich, which contained both the original hatred of the nobles and the newly added element- a man's jealousy of another man.

"And what's the reason for your objection?"

Adele raised her face and looked at him, perhaps because of exhaustion, her voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.

Dalton didn't answer right away.

There are many reasons, such as John VIII being a complete believer in the old gods, such as the ambition of the Yager Kingdom for the Roland Empire, such as... such as the instant anger that burned when she heard that she might marry another person, it was the fire that made him tear up the letter without hesitation.

"Dalton, tell me."

"You don't want to marry a stinking pig, do you?" 

Dalton shrugged, making no secret of his dislike for King Yager.

"I'd rather believe in the promise of the devil than better than his contract. I bet, when those idiots in Congress were thinking about how to satisfy him, he was thinking about how to swallow you and Roland." 

Adele didn't speak, and looked at him for a while, A brief smile flitted across her face. Dalton caught it, and couldn't help but feel strangely better.

"That's right." 

Her voice returned to normal and steady, 

"However, as Heinrich said, if I reject his marriage proposal, then what Roland will welcome is not a terrible king. It's a fleet. Do you have any way to deal with it?"

"The Moore mercenaries have just arrived at the port and haven't left yet." 

Dalton said,

 "If you return the ten cannons to them and pay a certain amount, they will help us fight against the enemy."

"What is the winning rate?"

Adele asked, "

Although I don't understand military affairs, I hope you can tell the truth, and you must know that white lies are sometimes worse than cruel truths."

Dalton hesitated for a moment.

"There is a chance of winning, but we can't engage in a naval battle with the opponent. We must let them land.""

"Then what do we have in our port?" 

Adele asked, and then quickly answered by herself, 

"Wool, red wine, cloth... This is the most prosperous place in Roland now, and the drought has not passed. If the port is destroyed by war, what will we use to maintain the army and keep the government running? And, Dalton, as the new Believers of God, you should understand better than me what the port means to us."

"We need allies." 

Dalton said, with a trace of gloom across his face, 

"You have another choice."

The Queen looked at him. When the words were spoken, Dalton regretted them almost immediately. He quickly suppressed the trace of regret and avoided the Queen's gaze.

"Roland is not the only enemy of the Yager Kingdom. Our neighboring Root Empire established Protestantism as the state religion two years ago, and John VI has been trying to attack it." 

Dalton said quickly, 

"The Emperor of the Root Empire John VI is still young, he is only twenty-four years old this year, and he is not married yet... Forming an alliance with the Root Empire can give us a powerful ally, and John Vi's fleet will have to turn back to defend it before it reaches the strait My own country."

"Sounds good." Adele nodded calmly, with no abnormality on her face, 

"What does he look like?""

"...very handsome."

"Hairier than you?"

"... No.

Dalton gritted his teeth and answered, and after the answer, the atmosphere in the room became stagnant.

"When did the ambassador of the Root Empire arrive?"

"Three days ago.

"Why didn't you tell me then?"

 Adele's eyes fell on Dalton's face, and Dalton felt that she wanted to look for something,

"Or, you invited me to hunt today just to talk about this matter? You want to persuade me to marry the Emperor of the Root Empire? Right?" 

Dalton stared silently at the letter he tore into pieces on the table.

Why didn't you say it three days ago?

Because he told himself that the marriage between the Queen and the Protestant Empire was more conducive to the consolidation of the status of the New God sect, and could even have an impact on the Congress... In short, there are so many reasons, but when the arrogant and arrogant Ambassador Root is boasting. But there is always the urge to pull out the gun and put it on the guy's forehead.

Because of this, he didn't tell the idiots who thought Adele had become Queen Root to go back, but for three full days, he didn't want to mention it to the Queen at all.

Until... until damned Heinrich brought today's worse news.

"Please come here, Mr. Dalton."

Adele said softly. Dalton came to her, and she raised her hand and grabbed his collar, pulling him towards her. Those magnificent eyes stared at him for a long time, and Dalton could clearly see his own shadow in them... She could conquer everyone with such gazes, gazes that seemed to be deeply in love. When this thought flashed through his mind, the Queen raised her hand and pressed a finger to his lips.

When her fingertips carried the warmth he was familiar with and ran over his lips with some strength, he subconsciously remembered that kiss full of blood and contention in the colonnade of the statue.

At that moment, he had an illusion that the temperature on her fingertips belonged to him alone. There is a subtle waiting hidden in the gentle force of her fingertips.

'Don't agree to his marriage proposal.'

This sentence seemed to be blurted out soon.

"What do you think of an alliance with Root?" 

The Queen asked, resting her fingertips on his tall, thin cheekbones. Dalton hesitated for a moment

Snapped. 

There was another crisp soundAdele withdrew her hand whose finger were whitened from excessive exertion, and pushed him back violently.

Her slap was heavier than that day, and a bright red palm print instantly appeared on Dalton's pale and handsome cheek - it can be seen that its owner definitely used 100% of his strength. 

"You can arrange the ceremony to welcome the envoys of the Root Empire," 

The Queen sat with her backlit.

"You can also start arranging marriage negotiations."

Dalton was not sure if he saw a little water passing through her eyes, and he walked forward to take a step.

"Dalton," Adele said, "now you get out of here too."

***

Kelly pushed open the door and walked to the Queen.

Adele leaned back in the chair, thinking about something, her expression was extremely calm, without any fatigue, sadness, or anger. Hearing Kelly walk in, she raised her head and smiled.

"Get the map for me, dear."

Kelly not only brought her a map, but also brought her a basin of hot water, soaked a soft white cloth in the water, and then gently wiped the Queen's left hand with a hit. Adele gave Dalton a slap that was too hard, and the palm of the hand was red at the moment.

"Why don't you cry this time, Kelly?"

Adele made a joke, which got Kelly's condemning gaze.

"Are you really going to marry Emperor Root?" 

Kelly hesitated for a moment, but she still asked her doubts. The question of her identity was actually a bit over the top. But after so many years of getting along, her relationship with the Queen is far more than a master and servant.

The Queen is her raised Princess, her master, and her faith. And she is an integral part of the Queen's life.

"It's just an alliance." 

Adele said casually, unfolding the secret letter that Heinrich had given to Kelly, 

"Marriage negotiations will take at least two years, and by the time the contract is formally signed, the matter should have been resolved long ago."

Previous                                        Next

Please support Novellatte!