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Chapter 152: Decision
“Sigren, now that you’ve grown up, you’re getting married soon.”
Sigren barely held back a frown on his face after hearing the word of his biological father, the emperor.
“There are still many things that I lack.”
“You’re not. You can take a pride in yourself as a member of imperial family.”
The emperor recently kept trying to meddle in Sigren’s affairs. It seemed like the emperor want to act as a parent, but from Sigren’s point of view, it was just disgusting.
“The empress also said so. Ah, she said you are close to Lady Heilon?”
So, it was the empress who blew some winds in his ears.
The moment Fiona’s name was mentioned, it automatically put Sigren on defense.
“Because I’ve known her for a long time.”
But Sigren understood the situation. The emperor didn’t like The Hielon family very much. If he said something defending Fiona in front of the emperor, he could get her stampede.
“Well, that Heilon family has a lot of problems… I even heard that the young lady is an adopted daughter.”
The emperor continued his speech as if he was not pleased.
“Also, Duke Abel is a cunning man. He must have been trying to get you married to his adopted daughter, blowing winds of thing into you, young man.”
Sigren was not willing to point out that Abel was taking the opposite attitude.
“You are too young and competent to be involved with him. From now on, this father would take a good care of this.”
Sigren really wanted to say that he didn’t need that. But right now was not a good time to earn the emperor’s enmity.
“I could decide my own marriage.”
“Abel Heilon, I really don’t know what kind of things he said to you, but when you meet his daughter, you shouldn’t be swayed by the fleeting feelings.”
No matter how much Sigren spoke to the emperor, it was no use. The emperor believed that everything his son said was whispered by the cunning Duke Abel Heilon.
The emperor spoke solemnly, “Not only your partner has to have a good family and lineage, but she also has to be trustworthy. If you like Lady Heilon, I’ll allow you to have fun in moderation like your brother.”
This time, SIgren couldn’t stop his expression from hardening. Did the emperor just tell him to play with women and then throw them away like his half-brother, Enoch?
‘This is nonsense.’
Sigren couldn’t stand the disgust. He barely held back his anger.
“Now, please excuse me.”
However, as soon as Sigren left the drawing room, he ran into the empress. It was certain that today was a bad day.
“It looks like your conversation with His Majesty ended well.”
‘As expected, this woman blew the wind.’
“As you could see, yes.”
Sigren glared at her, and the empress laughed as if she couldn’t be bothered.
“Don’t look at me like that. It’s just a momentary feeling anyway. Or are you trying to get Heilon’s forces to support your greedy desire?”
“I don’t think it’s your business. Why don’t you take a good care of your son instead?”
When the word implying the crown prince came out, the empress’ face heated up.
“Impudent! You are just a rat running away like your mother!!”
Instead of falling the provocation, Sigren chuckled.
“Yes, I am that rat.”
He went on coldly.
“But, I’m a different rat from that time. Now I am the rat who would definitely send you to my mother’s place. No, not just you, but everyone involved in my mother’s death.”
Sigren turned away. If he dealt her more than this, he would reach the limit of his patience.
“You’d better get ready to beg the women you’ve killed.”
The empress’s face was cold and stiff after hearing his declaration that he would get rid of her.
“I saw Lady Fiona on the way.”
“….”
“You’ll have to wait and see how far your feeling will go.”
Sigren did not turn back or stop his walk.
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Fiona stared at the bouquet. She just received it by chance.
‘Who was it?”
The guy introduced himself as the second son of a count.
After Fiona took the bouquet, he went away.
‘Should I throw it away?’
But it was a gift, she felt that it was not good to throw away a gift. Besides, the flower was innocent.
“Fiona?”
Fiona raised her head to a familiar voice.
Sigren looked at her in wonder.
“Sig.”
“A bouquet?”
Fiona has a conscience to not say that a certain man liked her. Well, she didn’t have anything to say about that either.
“I…received it.”
“Man?” Sigren quickly guessed it.
Fiona finally nodded her head lightly.
Sigren’s eyes were fixed on the bouquet. What the empress said before was particularly disturbing.
“Do you like flowers?”
“So-so.”
Fiona thought flowers were pretty, but she had never particularly liked them.
Sigren nodded his head. This much was what he expected. Fiona must have no idea, but many people have been looking at her because of her position as the daughter of the duke, even more so as the heiress of the Heilon family.
‘Some people really think they can do whatever they want as long as they’re still kicking and living.”
“If I ask for a duel….”
“Huh?”
“I am wondering whether I should keep the other person alive or not if I challenged them to a duel.”
Fiona flinched.
“You want to challenge the person who gave me the bouquet a duel?!”
“In case of emergency.”
“If you fought him, your opponent would lose everything.”
Fiona sighed deeply. First Abel, now Sigren, why did everyone just think about ending others? In the end, Fiona had no choice but to prevent the bloodshed.
“I could take care of this.”
“Really?”
Sigren was uneasy about the Empress’ words and actions he saw earlier. She must be up to something.
In the meantime, Fiona patted his chest carelessly. “Of course. Don’t ignore the prowess you get in Heilon.”
“I’m anxious.” Sigren sighed. He ran his hand through Fiona’s hair, then stroked her cheek. He rubbed her cheek lightly with his large hand. Seeing Fiona reassured him, but when he remembered the emperor’s words earlier, his stomach boil.
‘Used in moderation?’
It was all nonsense. He’d rather it was her who used him then threw him away. And if that happened, he won’t stay still. He would run after her and ask her to use him again and again.
“Should we throw away this bouquet?”
“Well, it’s fine…”
It was not like he has any regrets.
When Sigren held out Fiona’s hand, she obediently passed the flower to him.
“I’ll ask the maid to throw it away.”
“Do what you want.” Fiona replied. As always, she didn’t particularly care.