Husband With Benefits

"Is this the kind of queen we want for our future? Even if we have shifted our focus away from solely considering royal bloodlines for the position of queen, she is nothing more than a commoner. In fact, she is worst than a commoner. She belongs to a family with a criminal record." Victor stood before the three ministers and forcefully threw the documents onto the table in front of them.

The two ministers remained silent, their expressions unreadable as they dare ot say anything without thought, while the third carefully examined the file. After a moment of scrutiny, he frowned and shook his head. "Even if this was her past, it is evident that she has never been influenced by that man who was her father. Arabelle Frost has always been in the custody of Autumn Frost and has consistently received nothing but glowing accolades from everyone who knows her as well as International organisations. She is well-respected within the social circles and has been warmly welcomed into high society as a member of the Frost family.I doubt this is of much importance."

Victor snorted and shook his head, a bitter smile playing on his lips. "Really? And do these people truly understand that all this ’good’ she is doing is an attempt to atone for her father’s sins? If it really doesn’t have much importance, why is this information hidden from the public? Have they looked into her father’s record? He spent his youth serving with distinction in public service, only to turn into something far worse than anyone could have anticipated."

The other two ministers nodded in agreement. Yes, they had no reservations about Prince Rafael marrying Arabelle Frost. After all, they had long since recognized that the Frosts were advantageous allies. Their wealth and influence were undeniable assets, and the Frost family had proven themselves to be invaluable in furthering any kingdom’s interests. But this changed things. A frost by bloodline was different from a Frost in name only. In face, as far as they could see, Arabelle Frost was not even officially adopted into the Frost family. She’d simply taken on their name.

The third minister adjusted his glasses with a skeptical expression. "You say this information was hidden by the Frosts. How do we know that you aren’t the one manipulating this narrative? It’s not uncommon for rivals to dig up dirt—true or fabricated—to undermine alliances. Are you certain this is genuine?"

Victor’s smile tightened as he turned to face the minister. He’d expected this but really, this man did have too much distrust in him. "Minister, I wouldn’t bring this to your attention if I wasn’t absolutely certain. The documents were verified. The truth is undeniable, no matter how inconvenient it may be. Would you rather wait until this comes to light in a way that shames us all for not acting sooner?"

The second minister finally broke his silence, his voice cautious. "But what about the timing? If we act hastily, we risk damaging Prince Rafael’s reputation. A scandal like this would reflect poorly on him as much as on her. Perhaps we should bring this to his attention directly and let him decide how to proceed. After all, he is the one who stands to lose the most.

Victor’s voice lowered at this as he stared at the minister "I understand why you would want to do this quietly. We must proceed with caution. The Frosts are formidable enemies. But Prince Rafe is a man in love. Look at how hastily he married her. Also, she is pregnant with his child. Can we trust him to make the best decision? Even though there is also a strong possibility that Prince Rafael is unaware of her true past, we cannot trust him to handle it.