Chapter 403: : The Meeting (3)

Chapter 403: : The Meeting (3)



I was about to explain myself, but His Majesty interrupted me. "I was the one who asked her to be here. Dame Csille might not have the position in the monarchy, but she is working under the Hope Foundation, the Foundation I made a deal with the swords production. Why? Is there any problem, Prince Fraser?"

Prince Fraser turns his head at the King and shakes his head. "Nothing, your majesty. I was just wondering why Dame Csille would be here, but now that I know the reason, I don't have other things to say." He then bows his head and walks straight to his seat.

Rufus stares at me for a few seconds before he follows Prince Fraser. The two Princes were sitting on the chair close to the King and Queen. While the King and Queen are sitting on their throne.

We continue waiting for a couple of minutes to wait for the remaining nobles to come.

While waiting, I continue observing the nobles and their behaviors. I want to see who are anxious and who are calm. Their behavior can give me a hint who are Mister Sewell's allies.

However, because I was looking around, I couldn't help but glance in the direction of the two Princes.

Father probably noticed that and immediately warned me. "Csille, I know you still have feelings for his highness, but you should remember that you are an unmarried lady. It is not good for your name if someone saw you keep glancing at his highness."

I turn my head at Father and frown. Did he misunderstand my actions? I wasn't staring at Prince Fraser because I was admiring him. I was just glancing at him.

And how can Father thinks I still have feelings for him? After what he did to me before? I am not a martyr. Maybe Csille is, but I'm not.

Father didn't let me explain myself and continued talking to the nobles. I heave a sigh and let him be.

A moment after, all the nobles have already arrived. So, his majesty stands up from his throne and looks at us.

"I know every one of you has a lot to say regarding the letter we received last night. So, I will let anyone speak their thoughts." He then returns to his throne.

A noble from a small family stand up. "Your majesty, before we proceed with the decision, I think it is best if we find out first who is the traitor who passed the information about the swords to the Aeslaerean Kingdom."

I feel a couple of eyes stares at me the moment the noble mentioned the traitor.

I know I will become the traitor in the future but can these nobles not look at me like that? I am not the person who spilled that information. I don't even know how did Mister Sewell manage to know about that secret deal.

I felt Father's body tense up, but he didn't say anything. He knew if he said any remarks, it would only look like we were guilty about it. So, he didn't say anything, but I could see him clenching his fist that was under the table.

He is mad! He knows this noble wants to push the blame on me.

Mother is right. Some nobles will really take this chance to bring the Lauretré down. It will be a disgrace in our family if Csille is labeled as a traitor.

Some other nobles stand up and agree with the first noble. Even if they didn't mention my name, I could still see that they were directly putting the blame on me.

His majesty frowns. "I already assigned someone to work on that. Although we are still not sure who that person is, I already have a list of traitors that are currently in detention. Sooner or later, we will find that traitor, and I will make sure no one can do that again."

I look at Father. I don't know what his opinion about this matter, but I was hoping he would share the same opinion as mine. I just need one noble who would disagree. So I can voice out

my opinion.

His majesty turns his head at Father. "How about you, Count Lauretré? What is your opinion about this matter? Should we agree or disagree?"

I look at Father nervously. I never ask him what's his opinion about the issue, so I don't know what his response would be.

Father, please disagree. You need to disagree. Please don't leave your daughter alone.

Father bows his head at the King first. "Your majesty, contrary to everyone's opinion, I think the best decision to do is not to comply with them."

I heard some people gasp when they heard what Father said. Some even murmur something

to the person next to them.

While I silently heave a sigh of relief. I didn't expect Father would disagree, but I'm thankful for that. Now that someone voice out their disagreement, I'm sure others will follow after.

I look at Father, who is now explaining his reason for his opinion. "What they said is true. The Aeslaerean Kingdom will definitely not hesitate to reveal our secrets to others."

A noble probably couldn't stand Father's words that he interrupted him. "Apologies for interrupting Count Lauretré. However, I'm just wondering if you already know what will happen if we don't comply. Why are you still insisting on disagreeing with the Aeslaerean Kingdom? Do you want to endanger the whole Vrawyth Kingdom?"

I was about to stand up, but Father stopped me. He then calmly looked at the noble who had spoken just now. "Please be careful with your words. I am not insisting my opinion. I am merely stating it. So, don't throw words carelessly. As for your question, how can you guarantee that they won't threaten us after we comply with their demands? If we give them what they want, we are just confirming it to them that they can use this to threaten us. We are from the Vrawyth Kingdom. Will we allow them to use us as they please?" Everyone got silent after what Father said because Father was right. If we do their request, it will surely be followed by another request. It's a never ending cycle. Knowing the Aeslaerean Kingdom? I'm sure that it will definitely happen.

Father turns his head to his majesty. "So, I think the best decision to do is to disagree with

them, your majesty."

The King nods his head. "But if we will disagree, how can we avoid not being hated by the other Kingdoms and Cities?"

I look at Father, hoping he could answer his majesty's question, but Father just shakes his head. "Unfortunately, your majesty, I still haven't thought about it. All I know is we shouldn't agree with-

Father wasn't able to finish his words when some noble interrupted him. "Count Lauretré,

how can you suggest something if you don't have a concrete plan about it? Aren't you just putting the Vrawyth Kingdom in danger?"

I grit my teeth. How can this noble insult my Father? He is just a simple relative of a noble who manages to land a position in the monarch.

I look at Father, hoping he would say something to the noble, but he just stares at the noble.

So, I didn't have a choice but to step up. How can I allow this noble insult my Father like this? "And who said we don't have a plan? Do you really think my Father will suggest something that he hasn't thought about? Father has been part of his majesty's advisors. How dare you insult him like that?"