I’m Troubled by the Prince’s Love ~Reincarnated Heroine, The Otome Game Struggle~ - chapter 92 6.
Hearing about Arthur and the Queen, Silvi thought sincerely.
If the king meant it, he would have found Silvi’s presence and so on right away, and one thing with Arthur is a mere bickering. I get in trouble even if they appreciate me.
But I only knew one thing.
That’s…
(Does it mean His Majesty was favored with me from the beginning because the Queen told me that she was a benefactor?)
I feel like I understood where the King’s attitude had come from earlier.
The queen said to Silvi and Arthur with a grin.
“And then, if I can see you guys getting married safely, I won’t be able to forget…”
Arthur tells the queen that she doesn’t care when she dies anymore, to encourage her.
“What are you talking about, Mother? Your mother has to have a grandson. Silvi and I want at least five kids. I need you to hold those kids and see them grow up.”
Specifically put up to the number of children, Silvi was heartily stunned, but managed to agree without putting it on his face.
“Oh, yeah. The queen must live long… For Arthur and His Majesty.”
In the game, the queen died of mental illness.
I guess she’s a delicate woman as she looks. There’s no way I can say anything negative about a topic that’s going to feed her life like that.
Though, there’s no way that’s happening when you’re not in shock.
(Oh well… Me, at least five, are going to have a baby ah…… Oh, that’s a lot…… I wonder if it would have been nice to have about three of us as my hope…… haha)
It is the Queen’s duty to bear the inheritance. I know that, but the five of us didn’t think about it.
Besides, it sucks. While wondering how many people would end up giving birth to, Silvi decided not to listen to her now.
Seriously, because he was going to want to rethink his marriage to Arthur.
Looking away, the queen nodded as if she had regained her mind.
“Your sons… Yes, have many princes and princesses. Because I was weak and I could bare only one Arthur… and I feel sorry for His Majesty.”
The King does not have a concubine. The king, who cares about the queen, did not marry anyone but her. As a result, the prince who inherited the country became Arthur alone. I have no problem with Arthur as he has successfully grown up, but if anything happens to him, the Kingdom of Stride was just missing a direct royal family.
“Mother, don’t worry.”
Following Arthur, who answers forcefully, Silvi also said.
“Um… I’ll do the best I can…”
I’d like to hear about the Queen now and see if anyone can give me any other answers.
If there was such a person, I’m sure that person would not be human.
As a result, I affirmed Arthur’s words, but decided not to think deeply.
“My queen… it’s time for you to rest…”
As we talked, the queenly lady rang, albeit reluctantly.
It would mean that the queen, who is in sick care and is not physically fit, cannot force her.
The queen nodded honestly, too.
“Right…. Miss Sylvia, be sure to come back and see me. I’d love to hear Arthur from your mouth. I’ll be waiting.”
“Yes.”
“Mother, I’m coming too.”
“Yeah, of course. Arthur, I’m looking forward to seeing you.”
Say hello to your resignation and leave the queen’s room.
Feeling free from the mysterious intimidation, Sylvie pulled out more of her physical strength.
Arthur, who was watching it, says in a worrying voice.
“Silvi. Are you okay? Why don’t you take a little break in my room if you like?
“Huh? Heh, I’m fine. I’m going home like this.”
Room alone with Arthur. I know Arthur is kind enough to say it to me, but it still makes me wary. Hear Silvi’s answer and Arthur tilts his neck.
“Earlier you said your father would make himself known about Silvi, and I don’t think anyone would blame you for coming to the room…”
“Well, that’s not what I care about. Well… I’m sure your father will be waiting for you, and I’m leaving today.”
“Really?” Arthur nodded as he went out to pick up about his father.
“You totally forgot that there was also a Marquis Leavert. Okay. Then I want you to come back sometime. Because of this, I lost my secrets. I want to talk slowly, including the old days.”
“Yeah, all right.”
If that’s the case, Sylvie would be more than welcome.
With the word room, I thought maybe it would push me down, but apparently it was a mistake. I’m sorry I doubted you, and I nodded softly, Arthur said.
“Oh, yeah. Let me tell you one thing.”
“What is it?”
Encouraging Arthur, who just said he remembered, to continue his story, he said as he pointed his seeping gaze of color at Silvi.
“When you come, tell the Marquises you’re staying. I don’t have the confidence to come to my room and give it back without doing anything.”
“Never! I’m not going to my room!