"Fear not, your majesty. I am incapable of having a child and even if I was capable of doing so, I would choose not to. This marriage exists because the kingdom of Helvia has sworn allegiance to the empire, and the empire needs an empress, it is nothing more or less but a marriage of convenience. I know too well the feelings of a child that borne from a loveless marriage and do not wish my child to experience the same pain."
My hands gripped the kettle handle. Burn? What of it? I should get used to it, hell's coming for me. I…
It's so unfair.
Praises and favor was given to the monster cousin of mine, meanwhile, here I am branded as a demon. Tell me, is raising my voice and being a disrespectful little bitch worst than molesting someone in their sleep?