"No, not that, just my personal curiosity,"
Jiang Lu replied:
"You know, I've always been traveling, not returning to Alster until recently, so I want to understand as much as possible about Alster.
Since the Monarch is your elder brother, I will, of course, have to deal with him in the future. It's never wrong to know more beforehand."
"Wait a second."
Dechtire, who had been speaking softly and kindly, suddenly twisted her head and stared at Jiang Lu with a serious expression:
"Who said you would need to deal with him?"
This reaction threw Jiang Lu off.
"But aren't we..."
"Don't misunderstand, we're just secret lovers. Do you understand what that means?"
Dechtire sighed:
"I am Dechtire, the Princess of Alster who was engaged by my father to Sualtam and chosen by the God of Light Lugh. Now, I am also the mother of the Hero Cu Chulainn. Someone of my status cannot have a Bard as a lover, let alone a husband, do you understand?"
"But..."
