“…I suppose so, yes. Well, it’s not like I don’t get where you’re coming from, but… is that really the case?”
Jircniv cricked his neck. Something was amiss, but he wasn’t sure what it was.
“Then, in that case, who would Your Majesty take as his wife?”
Fluder’s question made Jircniv furrow his brows.
“Well, if I had to choose between marrying someone from within the country or outside the country, I would have to go with the latter. There are no benefits to marrying a native, so, who to marry from outside the Empire… well, there’s that unreadable woman that fellow recommended.”
Fluder stroked his beard.
“Princess Renner, is it?”
Jircniv furrowed his brows again.
The third princess of the Re-Estize Kingdom ― Renner Theiere Chardon ryle Vaiself.
She was known as the “Golden Princess”, and her looks and reputation matched her nickname, but for several years she had ranked number one on Jircniv’s list of women he despised the most. In contrast, the kind of woman he most preferred would be someone like Mayor Kabelia, who administered the city of Peibart in the City-States.
“I have no idea what that woman is thinking. After hearing about her actions, it’s almost as if she failed because she wanted to fail.”
Although Jircniv thought that such people should not exist, he recognized that humans were strange and complex enough that he could not rule out the possibility of such cases. Then, if she truly did plan to fail from the start, what was she planning? The more he tried to understand Renner’s way of thinking, the more he felt like like he was being tangled in a spider’s web. It was a thoroughly unpleasant feeling.