Sibyl’s POV
Oh, Prince! My heart ached again. If that child had not left me, he would now be the beloved Prince, the nation's noble crown prince. Even though Nuri and I had made peace after the last cold war, I still couldn't forgive myself, couldn't let go of the guilt I felt for the child.
My face must be pale, my hands are shaking, I must look terrible now. I saw Nuri clench his fist, the muscles of his body tightening like an open bow. He was angry. I can feel his anger. I'm sure everyone here can feel it.
But they are still asking the question. These nobles do the most unfriendly things with the most respectful words. They are forcing the country's most noble couples to prove their worth by having children. For an ordinary couple without children, it is a pity, but for the royal family, it is a dereliction of duty.
