I’m Troubled by the Prince’s Love ~Reincarnated Heroine, The Otome Game Struggle~ - chapter 91 5
Even in the game, the king won’t accept the heroine his son chose, but it’s superficial. There’s someone else in the king who really wants Arthur to marry, and on the individual route after the engagement nomination, he gets caught up in gotagota around it.
But I don’t see any signs of that in this king’s condition. He seems wholeheartedly happy that his son’s opponent has been decided.
(I don’t know what’s going on here, okay? This is the reality, you just have to deal with it ad hoc)
Though strange, Sylvie gave up thinking deeply.
Because Silvi, who properly recognized that it was not a game, knew enough to say he didn’t like the silliness of comparing it to the game. Nevertheless, knowledge is knowledge. I also intend to use the product because of it.
With preliminary knowledge, I can be prepared when something happens. I don’t trust them all, but you can use whatever you can. That’s the smart way to live.
The king told Arthur that he was depressed as he thought about it.
“I need to talk to the Marquis Leavert…. It seems the Lady wants to talk to Miss Sylvia. Arthur, I need guidance.”
“Okay…. Sylvie, let’s go to your mother.”
“What… Yes”
Leave my father on the spot, Arthur takes me and leaves the room. The room that had been invited by the king, in his private room, had no one else but them. I guess Silvi and the others took care to make it easier to tell the truth.
When Arthur went to the room right next to the king, he knocked.
– Mother, it’s Arthur.
“Come in.”
A clear voice allowed him to enter the room and the door opened. It was probably the woman with the queen who opened the door. Arthur is followed into the room.
In the center of the room was a large, four-pillar bed, with a woman sneaking from the back of a thin curtain waking up and looking at this one. The woman speaks to Arthur with her familiar caged eyes.
“Arthur, you’ve come a long way”
“Mother, I brought you here.”
“Well……!
Redness appears on cheeks that don’t look very bloody good.
The woman, feathering a thick stall over a relaxed and elegant evening outfit, smiled favourably and looked at Silvi.
It’s a little tricky, but the beautiful face is somewhere similar to Arthur’s.
No doubt she is Arthur’s mother and queen of the land.
“Oh, I’ll see you first. My name is Sylvia Leavert.”
I rush to bow my head in surprise at the sudden face-to-face. The queen made it stop.
“Fine. Come closer than that and show me your face. Oh… you’re Arthur’s…!
“Silvi, do as your mother says.”
“Yes, sir”
When I was confused as to what to do, Arthur urged me. Approaching roughly to the side of the bed, the queen gave a look like she was uncomfortable.
Arthur, who came to the side with me, tells his mother.
“Mother, I kept my promise. It’s Silvi she’s been looking for.”
The queen nodded many times as Arthur told her in a quiet tone.
That’s how I reach out to Silvi. When she held Silvi’s hand with both hands, she gave her a look as if she were pushing something very important.
“Thank you, Miss Sylvia”
“O queen?
Suddenly he was thanked and Sylvie opened her eyes. I turned my gaze to Arthur, who was next door to me, but he’s just laughing. Neither will the woman nearby try to stop the Queen from acting.
To Silvi in a hurry as to what to do, the queen said in a thoughtful voice.
“- I’ve always wanted to thank you. Thanks to you for scolding my son once upon a time, my son believed me. At that time, no one around me had any allies. To me like that, I was really pleased with my son’s trust. Through a very hard time, and I’m still alive because you scolded my son. Thank you so much……”
“What…”
I can’t hide my surprise in words that I know are sincere.
I slapped Arthur on the shoulder of the upset Silvi so he could forgive me.
“It is also thanks to Silvi that my mother and I have been able to speak in such an abominable manner. My mother kept saying that she wanted to thank Silvi. I also promised to take Sylvie back to her mother when she found her…. It’s good to be able to live up to my promise…”
To Arthur’s words, the queen nods as she agrees.
“Instead of being thankful, I can’t believe I’m seeing you as Arthur’s fiancée… All this time Arthur said he wanted to marry you, so he’s really glad his son’s wish came true. I told His Majesty, too, that during this time Miss Sylvia used to help me indirectly. Your Majesty was astonished. Because Arthur won’t say anything. You said that if you knew you were such a benefactor, you would have helped us find Miss Sylvia.”
……
(That’s… all I’m saying is I’m glad you didn’t tell me)