Chapter 11: A princess, but not a heroine (4)
"...If it were up to me, I would kill them. While they don’t pose a threat to me, they are seedlings that could one day threaten Arthur’s power.”
“Is it really that serious? They’re just an adopted daughter and a bastard son, after all.”
Ehan didn’t understand why she was so fixated on them. Sure, being at the top of the academy was impressive, but their bloodline wasn’t even close to that of the little prince. Compared to Arthur’s pedigree, they were no more than commoners wielding cheap spoons.
“Yes, for now.”
"...For now?”
“What I am about to tell you is highly classified. Only three people aside from myself are aware of it, so don’t go running your mouth.”
“Then I don’t want to hear it.”
“I’m afraid that’s not an option. Just listen.”
...A tyrant through and through.
“First, Irene Windler. My uncle adopted her because she bears a striking resemblance to his late wife.”
“Pff, how typical of nobles. Adopting a replacement for his dead wife?”
“Don’t mock him. Grief is something both commoners and nobles experience alike. He must have been deeply mourning her loss.”