Chapter 189
It’s a shame that I couldn’t admire it with her from the very beginning.
It couldn’t be helped, but still—no matter what it was, I wanted the first time to be with her.
I wonder what kind of sky Siren is looking at right now.
Did she drink her favorite coffee after waking up today? Lately, she’s been preferring beans with strong floral or dried plum notes over those with a nutty aroma.
I wonder if the ladies-in-waiting prepared it properly for her.
Siren actually liked the coffee he brewed the most.
So, after finishing his morning training, Yasamin always made sure to brew coffee himself, place it on a silver tray, and bring it to his wife.
There was nothing cuter than watching Siren, still drowsy from sleep, cradle the coffee cup in both hands as she slowly woke up.
She was completely defenseless in that state, obedient and docile, nodding at whatever he said. Seeing her act so dazed always made him want to pounce on her, but if he had to endure because of the day’s schedule, the frustration would be unbearable.
Since he didn’t like handling it alone, he had no choice but to pick up his sword and go beat up the warriors instead.
There were probably a few of them who felt relieved in his absence.
“Your Highness. Stop daydreaming.”
“Did you notice?”
“Your gaze had already wandered past the second and third verses.”
Elton was the only one who could speak to him like this.
With a faint smile, Yasamin realized he was standing atop the castle ramparts.
He had no idea when he’d gotten there.
“What do you think, Your Highness? All the land you see below belongs to you.”
“Is there something special about it?”
“…I will rephrase. How does the view of this beautiful city from here make you feel? Do you think Her Majesty will be pleased?”
“She probably will. Siren has good judgment. A city should be at least this beautiful.”
As expected, Elton knew how to handle him.
Asking for his personal impressions was pointless.
He never felt anything.
To him, it was just a mass of humans passing through. What was there to say?
Roads were necessary, so they were paved. Trees were planted for the same reason. Buildings were newly constructed so they wouldn’t look shabby when foreign envoys visited.
A significant amount of money had been spent, but he’d wrung the nobles dry accordingly, so it didn’t matter.
No one could refuse when he pressed a blade to their throats.
He had plundered from the overfed and used it to build state facilities that even the starving could benefit from.
By the time the castle’s construction was complete, excavation for the royal library and museum had already begun. In a few years, so-called ‘welfare’ would expand significantly.
Not that I care, but Siren wants it. And it’s the country my daughter will rule. If I polish it well before passing it down, all the better.
His entire thought process revolved around his family.
Some might call it excessive dependence, but… so what?
It wasn’t like anyone else contributed.
“Ahem. In any case, Your Highness, I’m sure the princess will love Idoros as well.”
“It’s also Shasei’s taste. She likes things that are extravagant and vibrant. Was red her favorite color? Of course, she also likes orange.”
“Ah, yes….”
This time, it was Elton who looked exasperated at Yasamin listing even the colors his daughter liked.
Most fathers didn’t know their daughter’s favorite color in such detail, so it was his obsessiveness that made Elton weary.
“And how do you plan to find her a husband later?”
“What? A husband? Why would she need one?”
“…Pardon?”
“Shasei will rule the country alone.”
Well, yes, that was true…
Elton had been about to say more but just shut his mouth instead.
He couldn’t be bothered to placate an already sulking king.
“What diplomatic marriage? Just tell her to take a lover or a concubine.”
“Yes….”
“A lover is too much. A dog would be perfect.”
No matter how extreme, wasn’t it a bit much to refer to a person as a dog?
Elton swallowed his unspoken words with a small sigh.
But Lady Shasei will fall in love someday. She’ll have a partner.
By now, even Elton knew about the mythical beasts of ancient times.
What their characteristics were, how their instincts worked, and so on.
He had heard about it from Siren and was, aside from the two of them, the only one who had read Yasamin’s records.
Why?
Because Elton was in charge of compiling those records into a book.
“Honestly, don’t you think I’ve been working way too much?”
“Once you become Chancellor, you’ll have subordinates to manage. Just endure a little longer.”
“Haa. And raising those talented individuals is my job too, isn’t it?”
“If you die and reincarnate, I’ll find you and make sure you live in luxury.”
Elton gave Yasamin a doubtful look.
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