Chapter 634 - This Is A Matter Of Life and Death (1/2)

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Perhaps this was also a beauty’s intrinsic privilege. Too many men “truly loved” them. Each man would believe that his rendition of “true love” was unique and powerful. Sadly, these beauties were not cold-hearted for rejecting them – they had simply seen too much of it.

Some “beauties” might be adamant about not having used such trickery. If anything, they were not beautiful enough to experience it. The world had not yet gone head over heels for them.

After all, very few girls could achieve the “chaotic beauty” level. Olivia happened to be such an existence in this world. There were so many kingdoms in the Northern realm, yet she was the only one called “The Northland Pearl.”

However, she could care less about her beauty. She wanted to count on her own abilities. This was how Lady Olivia Zhao acted. As a girl who relied on her capabilities, among that, her charm.

At that moment, Olivia and Cirilla sat on the bed in the room of the royal ship.

Ever since Cirilla had received the news from Queen Calathe, she had been lost in a daze. She did not know what to do. She had failed as the big sister.

Compared to the relatively cold, alienated relationship between this grandparent – grandchild pair, Cirila was far more intimate with her maternal grandmother. Queen Calathe considered Cirilla to be more like her – unyielding and decisive.

Therefore, even if the Kingdom of Cintra had to meet the Nilfgaardian Empire in combat, Queen Calathe would remain as stubborn as ever. No other seignior could afford to be so adamant.

Either way, Queen Calathe felt that she could leave the Kingdom of Cintra in the hands of Cirilla. In contrast, the “weak” Olivia would most probably damn the kingdom.

Sometimes, Queen Calathe was thankful that Cirilla had a sister, Olivia. If not, under such circumstances, she might have been forced to send Cirilla as a bargaining chip in marriage.

Queen Calathe was very fond of Cirilla. Cirilla reciprocated the treatment and seldom rebelled against her maternal grandmother.

This time however, her grandmother had crossed the line. She had decided to marry her sister off in the name of some blasted alliance – the very sister who she had sworn to protect forever. This was unacceptable!

She had certainly noticed her sister’s unwillingness. Her dear sister could not be blamed for this. If their positions had been swapped, she certainly would not marry someone she did not know at all, even if he was a prince.

She truly wanted to help her sister. But she did not want to rebel against her maternal grandmother. She was caught in a great dilemma…

At the same time, she had been greeted by another wave of shock. Hjalmar had actually confessed to her precious sister, and Olivia did not even seem to have given him a firm rejection. She was afraid that her sister would actually agree to it. Therefore, she had rushed into the room to interrupt the two of them, back then.

As her sister took great care of Hjalmar, Cirilla had been beside herself with nervousness. Despite her sister’s excuses, she still could not help but overthink the situation. Had her sister truly fallen in love with Hjalmar?

Cirilla feared the possibility of it. After all, Hjalmar and her sister grew up playing together…

Cirilla believed that she had prevented disaster from striking. Suddenly, she stopped and thought it over. A sense of guilt replaced her relief. Did she just deny her sister’s lifelong happiness?