Chapter 27 (1/2)

“Hu…….”

Just now a marriage offer from the Accra Kingdom had been received and it wasn’t something he could easily ignore. Accra Kingdom was a state that had power over their access to important waterways, the buffer state in wars that could occur in the near future, and an important western nation whose growth was centered around harbors.

It’s important to remain in a good relationship with them.

Not to mention, the offered amount of wealth as the bride’s betrothal was incredibly exceptional and the marriage partner was a princess rumored to be of great beauty.

She had been raised to obediently and loyally serve her husband and would be unable to grow enough power and influence to rebel politically in either her own nation or some foreign country.

I’ll have to take in a princess as the Empress, I suppose.

However, as the discussion continued, a certain lady came into Julian’s mind. Honey blonde hair, an aroma that made one lustful, and those lifeless green eyes.

Indeed. Those fucking eyes that held not even an ounce of emotion exception fraudulence.

Damn bitch.

One couldn’t even find the ‘s’ of sensuousness on her pale face and stiff body. However, those eyes still stimulated Julian’s nerves. The red lips that were plaintive and trembled red lips and had whispered, “Your Majesty”.

She pretended to be a femme fatale, who had come to seduce him coarsely, and soon showed the contradictory attitude of a tearful prey.

He felt irritated. She was merely the lady of a viscount but her presence had wedged deep inside of his head and wouldn’t budge. He had even thoughtlessly been involved in a relationship with her without a contraceptive artifact or spell. He did this despite the fact that he knew that Carden’s sponsor was Duke Biron.

If it had been any other lady of a viscount household, he could have just thrown her the position of an Empress if she became pregnant. However, she was Duke Biron’s woman in the first place.

To take it upon oneself to actively sponsor someone so they can take up a seat in society. Ha, it’s not even funny.