Chapter 231: More Hands
Everyone had moved from Monica’s room to the Main Hall of the palatial building where Napoleon waited for them. He was sitting on the bejeweled chair of his royal seat, his eyes shifting from one family to the other while Osvaldo stood behind him, and he let out a sigh, as though he had expected this day to come.
"What is the issue?"
Monica’s Father bowed his head in greeting, but the disapproving look on his face barely flinched. Monica still stood beside Madeline and Cassian, looking ready to support them in case her Father had some sort of objection against their presence.
"Sire, you are more than aware of the rules relating to Whitebrige civilians forming alliances with someone who doesn’t have the blood of Whitebridge running through their veins. Your late Father made this rule clear."
"But I am the new ruler and I can decide to change the rules. The man you speak of is six feets below the ground." Napoleon responded bluntly, "if you haven’t put it up to notice, that same rule is the reason why we haven’t created that barrier spell. If my Father wasn’t demanding of your sister to choose between Whitebrige and the man she loved, we wouldn’t be in this critical mess."
Napoleon’s audible tone was loud and clear, and Monica’s Aunt also stepped forward with a bow of her head. "Not the rules, sire, her Mother was just blinded by mortal love to not realize the right decision."
Saying this, she casted Madeline a disapproving glare, but Cassian blocked Madeline’s gaze with his palm. Shifting her attention to Cassian, his warning glare sent a cold chill down the woman’s spine, and when she felt intimidated, she immediately looked elsewhere.
Madeline looked up at Cassian whose eyes had softened, and she half-smiled at him before looking at the reason why her Mother never introduced her Family to her.
Her Mother was dead, the least respect they could offer to her late mother is not speak of her faults when they aren’t even any valid faults.