Chapter 499 - A Rare Kindred Spirit (1/2)

In reality, Roland could more or less understand the old king of Hollevin’s anger at that time.

The Fareins kingdom was the most powerful country in the world, and if a comparison had to be made, it would be the difference between a beautiful country and a small African country. It was already a great honor for them to send a princess to your wedding.

In the end, due to some sarcastic comments, Andonara almost made the princess cry.

If the old king didn’t send the queen to solitary confinement, who else would he send?

It was probably due to this incident that the old king felt the need to wear down Andonara’s temperament.

However, Andonara was naturally insecure, and being so slowly worn down by the old king, she grew cold toward her husband.

In the end, Roland intervened and easily pulled her away.

In any case, the fact that Andonara had beaten up the First Princess of Fareins back then was a truly shocking act.

Sharon looked at Andonara with a little admiration. “At first, the First Princess had a problem with you, and after she returned, she would talk about you from time to time, but she still believed that a woman should be strong and self-reliant. It wasn’t until later on when she got married that she often quarreled with her husband because of her overly dominant personality, and in the end, the two of them were almost like fire and water. It was only then that she occasionally told me privately that she thought that being a little weaker like you might be the way to get along as a couple.”

Hearing this, Andonara shook her head. “I’m no good either. My life with the old king wasn’t happy. But fortunately, I met Roland.” After saying that, Andonara looked at Roland beside her with affection.

Sharon sized up Roland for a while longer, then she continued to say to Andonara, “Since you’re here in Fareins, are you interested in meeting the First Princess? I’m sure she’ll be happy to see you.”

Andonara froze for a moment. “I almost made her cry; it’d be a wonder if she doesn’t hate

me.”

“The First Princess is not the kind of person who seeks revenge for the smallest grievance.” Sharon smiled. “If she saw you, she would be happy. After all, right now the First Princess needs a friend who can talk to her as an equal without making her feel in danger and wouldn’t be treated by her as an enemy.” Andonara shook her head. She had been in the royal family for a few years, and she knew too well how small-minded the so-called royal family of Hollevin was. Not to mention getting beaten up, even if you accidentally b.u.mped into them, if you gave them a chance, they would retaliate.

The members of the Fareins royal family were probably the same.

Sharon didn’t mind. She had guessed that Andonara would refuse.

She then stopped talking about this and instead talked about some of the interesting things happening in the capital of Fareins right now.

For example, the open rivalry between several grand dukes, a certain n.o.ble’s youngest son not being his real son, and other such upper-cla.s.s gossip.

Essentially, the life of a n.o.ble was no different from those of the countryside.

Farmers and their wives were at the edge of the fields, holding hoes and forks, talking about household affairs and the effects the phases of the moon had on their crops.

n.o.bles sat in lavish houses, holding the edges of ornate cups with their pinky out, talking about killing and f**king, and deciding where their interests lie in conversation.

Apart from ident.i.ty and status, at the core, the two were of exactly the same nature.

That wasn’t the information Roland wanted to hear. He was more interested in knowing how much magic materials were available in the a.s.sociation of Mages in Fareins, which ones were cheaper, and which ones were more expensive than in Hollevin.

And what the a.s.sociation of Mages’ policy for educating people was.

He could learn from that and see if he could use it in his own magic academy.

However, Sharon didn’t talk about those things. She just focused on talking about n.o.ble gossip with Andonara.

Andonara listened with rapt attention.

Sigh.

Roland couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. Andonara was good in all aspects, but it was just this part of her personality that wasn’t any different from an ordinary n.o.blewoman’s.

Loving gossip.

Not at all like a powerful female Warrior who had reached the Legendary level.

Roland tapped the tabletop twice with his fingers, making a faint noise to interrupt their conversation, and then said, “Andonara, you and Lady Sharon can talk for a while, I’ll go walk around and see what else is here.”

Andonara nodded. She knew her man’s personality; he wasn’t interested in these things.

When Roland left, Sharon said with some uneasiness, “Did I snub Mr. Roland, he doesn’t seem too happy?”

“It’s okay, he has a good personality and won’t get angry about it.” Andonara smiled. “The happiest thing that’s happened to me until now is having met him.”

Looking at Andonara’s happy expression, Sharon was somehow envious because she could tell that Andonara wasn’t faking it. She was reminded of her own man, a matrilocal husband who knew nothing and could do nothing, but who liked to do things to his maids.

Now that there were three illegitimate children, she was contemplating whether or not to drown them.

After Roland left the shop, he walked around the neighborhood casually.

Other than shops, some open s.p.a.ces were occupied by groups of Mages gathering and talking about magic.