"I understand," Lucas Walker replied.
The old king's mood relaxed slightly; in fact, he did not demand that Lucas Walker must take over the throne right now.
This was something he could accept.
"So, when do you plan to get married?"
When he spoke again, his tone was as gentle as that of an elder.
"That depends on Ivana's family. I am going to Bitterford tomorrow to discuss with her parents," Lucas Walker answered.
"Could they really not accept a son-in-law like you?"
There was an obvious lack of contentment in the old king's tone.
In A Country, an untold number of nobles and dignitaries, illustrious families with daughters in tow, would line up just for the chance to marry their daughters off to his grandson!
"You must know, not everyone wants their daughter to be the queen."
