A gift from God

"... Evidence has shown that the late Crown Prince Blair had misappropriated the money he was managing. Helped by the nobles previously punished for the same act, the Balthasar Kingdom has suffered many losses…

"With this announcement, the nobles who have been involved will be examined again to study the appropriate punishment for them."

After silence, she closed her eyes and took a slow breath. "Thank you for reading to me, Janette. You may go," he said slowly.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Selah stayed silent in her room, letting the tea aroma fill her mind and calm her down. She wasn't in the mood to do anything or try to do anything. Selah felt weak.

That's why you have to eat breakfast soon, thought Selah.

Finally, she straightened up and started eating her cold breakfast. The tea that Janette had brought was no longer fragrant.

It was cold, like the weather this morning, which again fell thin snow. It had been a long time since the last snow fell, even though it was predicted that there would be a blizzard this time of year. Or… maybe it's just not the right time yet?

Or is the Gods being kind enough to stage the funerals of King Tristan and Blair?

Since the coup, Aeneas has yet to return to the Queen Consort Palace. Selah doubted if her husband was still alive and if the news of Blair's death was just a lie so that Selah and Catalina would not be shocked. But the next day, along with the official announcement, Sir Azel came to her.

"Prince…" Azel sounded doubtful about the nickname he used. "Prince Aeneas said not to worry, Your Highness. He is fine without the slightest injury. But right now, there were still many things he needed to finish. Your Highness can rest easy here."

So he said. Selah was sure every word that Sir Azel said had been dictated by Aeneas carefully.

"Then, this is a gift from Prince Aeneas," added Azel while handing over a small box.

After Sir Azel died, Selah opened up the small town. From its size, Selah could tell it was a jewelry box. Sure enough, as soon as she opened it, Selah found a sapphire pendant stained with blood. It didn't take long for Selah to realize who owned the pendant.

The Star in Your Eyes, a beautiful blue sapphire, bloodstains that have been deliberately left unwashed; it's obvious that this is Blair's. Perhaps Aeneas took it after he killed Blair.

"Ha!" It was hard to hold back his laughter. At this time, it would look strange if Selah showed any expression. The safest is to wear a mask with an even expression. Don't talk too much, don't smile, but don't shed tears either.

Blair, the bastard, finally died. The funny thing is that the younger brother he loved so much killed him.

Ah, isn't this whole incident hilarious? What would people say if they knew the truth? That actually, the King Tristan they adored was a crazy pervert that his illness was passed on to his first son. That the object of her obscenity was her own son. That Archibald Dulcia was as crazy as King Tristan. That then Helena Dulcia was the one who almost leaked all the secrets but then failed because her husband killed her.

That later, Blair had an affair with Evanthe, and Selah found out about it. That Selah decided to take revenge on everyone by using Aeneas and vice versa.

The seemingly fine Balthasar Kingdom is actually broken. No sane person lives in it. Everything was almost engulfed in grudges and blood!

"What's the new generation? Later, I don't know how many hundreds of years from now or even sooner, something like this will happen again," Selah muttered in amusement as she rubbed her belly.

But, well… she doesn't care. She only cares about her child and the Tullia Mines as long as she lives. After that? It depends on what choice the child will make in the future. If the child is stupid, he will die like Blair or Archibald. If he was a little wiser, he could have a more peaceful life than Selah and Aeneas.

That's how it was in the end. When all the problems were settled, and Aeneas and Selah ascended the throne to become King and Queen, Selah made a small announcement.

"If it's a girl, I'll name her Glenice–holy and pure. If it's a boy, I'll name him Nathanael–a gift from God…"

In early summer, children of a new generation were born.