How to Tame My Beastly Husband — Chapter 233. Good Queen
“It is a relief. I hope you will always take care of Lady Keers.”
“Of course,” Ludwig replied, without hesitation. “I will do everything I can to ensure her happiness.”
It seemed that Celestine really would be all right.
Annette had truly become her best friend. Her previous best friend, Lady Diana McClaire, was outraged, and often spoke against Celestine, claiming that she had changed since she had become Crown Princess.
She was envious. During the most difficult time in her life, Celestine had sought refuge in the temple, rather than counting on her friends.
Annette only wished that Celestine would be happy. In her last life, her illness had kept her so isolated, she had never known Lady Keers. She had heard that the situation of her family was difficult; fallen families lived on the edge, and the slightest crisis might push them over.
“Your Highness, do you know if Marquis Keers is well?” she asked. She had lived all her life among the nobility, and her family line went back centuries. Even after marriage, the name Bavaria could not be taken from her. It was impossible to think that her family would ever disappear.
“The Marquis is going to begin a waterworks, for the benefit of his lands. The royal family stands ready to support him with subsidies for this important work. It is expected that their financial situation will improve,” Ludwig answered, leaning back on the couch.
The Keers marquisate had once possessed the best land in Deltium, until the great earthquake shifted the course of the river. In a stroke, all that vast land had become barren. At the time, there had been no help from the King. It served his purposes to weaken the power of the Keers family, whose wealth came from their abundant harvests.
Ludwig wanted to make amends for the cruelties of his father.
“I have no doubt Lady Keers will be an excellent queen,” she said, smiling as bright as a flower. Her voice was as musical as a song.
“…of course.” Ludwig rubbed his eyes. “She’s too good a woman for me.”
He had almost fallen asleep. Even Raphael was holding back a yawn. Annette smiled awkwardly at them both. It seemed she had inadvertently activated her gift.
This gift is useless if anyone discovers it.
Raphael was already a little suspicious. His severe insomnia was somehow cured whenever he was near Annette, and sometimes he looked at her as if she were a sorceress. But he had never spoken of it openly.
“I almost forgot. I have something for Marquis Carnesis.”
Ludwig plucked something from inside his coat. A piece of parchment.
Raphael wondered what it was.