Chapter 806
"Of course not," Ian answered easily, glancing up at the sky as it slowly turned red. "But it’s something that could happen regardless of my will, isn’t it?"
"That’s…" Thesaya trailed off, squeezing her eyes shut. "You’re right. Then everything would just return to square one."
"More than that. The princess and the Bastard King would gain even greater justification." Ian added, lifting the bottle to his lips.
Letting out a long breath, Thesaya nodded with her eyes still closed. "They’d surely claim to be your successors. And if you were to have a child, they might even aim for regency. Either way, more conflict would follow."
"And in the process, everyone, including you, would get dragged into it," Ian said after taking a drink.
Thesaya leaned back against the seat, letting out a heavy sigh. "Good heavens… I never thought the day would come when the possibility of you becoming a god would feel so unfortunate."
Ian let out a quiet scoff and ran a hand through Nila’s mane as it walked with unusual sluggishness.
Either way, it seemed there was no need to persuade her any further.
"I understand what you mean now, Ian. And I think you’re right. I got greedy. I can’t turn you into a usurper," Thesaya muttered, letting out another sigh as if trying to shake off her lingering thoughts.