"I understand." Prince William nodded quickly. It was unclear whether he truly understood or just wanted to lie to avoid his father's blame.
The old king seemed slightly disappointed.
This motto of the Modiwen family carried so much blood, tears, and suffering of the half-elves.
It also bore the weight of shameful and dirty dealings.
What a pity...
The old king sighed and asked again, "Now that Prince Tupe has married Vera, we have allied with the Duke of the North. This will offend the other dukes. So, we are caught between many forces. Do you know what to do?"
"Got it. As long as they haven't decided the winner, we won't take sides or place any bets!"
The old king's lips curled into a faint smile, as if reassured that his son wasn't entirely beyond hope.
"Good. Then think again. Was it truly my arrangement for Tupe to marry Vera?"
