'Naturally, we have our own interest to help you.'
That sentence lingered in his head. He still hadn't given an answer to Charles and Rosalie and they still in this table together. They ate their snacks as if what they had said before was nothing but an insignificant matter.
Rosalie bickered with Charles, they seem to let Aster sink in his own thoughts about this so-called alliance. Charles stole glances from time to time, but he still hadn't say anything after that sentence.
'What kind of interest? What kind of price I should pay for them to be able to ruthlessly eliminate their own birth mother?'
Aster felt something was too scary for him to probe into, but the choice is in front of his eyes. His hands felt sweaty even in this cold season, he was unable to say yes, but saying no in this kind of option is stupid.
'With Empress out, then my only problem is with Emperor… but Emperor is always busy anyway.' Aster thought.
