“By the way, you are also in trouble. It is common for people to get engaged on the terms set by their parents, but when it comes to that Kaisar, I can understand why you might feel a bit overwhelmed. I had no idea that Karendoll would choose Kaisar as her fiancé. I wonder why Karendoll, who has a stronger sense of justice than anyone else, chose such scum as her fiancé… Moreover, the rumour they got engaged after Karendoll approached him fiercely seems true, judging from her usual delirious appearance. Who could have thought that Karendoll, who always had a serious look and gave off the air of a warrior, would change so much?”
“You agree, right? I’m not very good like Karendoll, but I trusted her in that regard. I’m just wondering how this happened… Ugh.”
At first, I wanted to believe that Kaisar was threatening Karendoll behind the scenes, but Emily was right. Kaisar’s usual attitude made it more plausible that Kaisar got threatened by Karendoll and got engaged.
I might still have been able to handle it if Karendoll got forced into the engagement by Kaisar, but if Karendoll had asked Kaisar to marry her of her own volition, there was nothing I could do about it.
I sometimes wondered if Kaisar was brainwashing Karendoll in some way, as His Highness Claude speculates, but it doesn’t add up to why Kaisar has a sober and troublesome expression on his face.
I’m starting to worry about whether or not His Highness Claude, who hadn’t proved if Kaisar was brainwashing Bridgette, is too far gone, but I’ll put that aside for now.
So, no matter how you try to foot it, this engagement was probably a halfway proposal from Karendoll.
My guess is that she used her parent’s power and financial resources to forcibly marry Kaisar at a time when the Kvist family was in turmoil due to the scandals.
At first, I thought that Karendoll would never use such a cowardly move, but it was more plausible to think she was the one who forced the engagement with the idea that it was not against the law. The rest was a contest of power between the houses, and the weaker one got the short end of the stick.
It is probably because she is such a person who could speak such words to me, who reads only books, and because she has such values that she usually trains in martial arts and sorcery.
“Cheer up. I’ll lend you an ear if you want to complain about anything.”
“At least you could’ve said you’ll help me out there…”