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White Marriage, Black Wicked Wife: Luxury is Wonderful — Part 8


"Attacking this place is sheer madness," he remarked.
"The southern prince’s decision was likely rash," she replied. "With the king bedridden and the crown prince unpopular, the second prince must be desperate to secure an advantage in the succession struggle."

She explained that negotiations with the third prince’s faction were underway and predicted the enemy’s withdrawal soon. Her composed grasp of foreign royal affairs impressed Godran. Such diplomatic acumen was a far cry from his own expertise in tactics and warfare.

"It seems we were unnecessary meddlers after all."
"Not at all," she assured him. "Your presence has minimized unnecessary bloodshed. In Orway, human lives are our greatest treasure, and avoiding pointless deaths is always a cause for celebration."

"I recall you once told me to fight and die for honor," Godran quipped.
"For you, that would indeed be an honor," she said with a smile. "I don’t mean to belittle a warrior’s resolve, but I would prefer you live long and join Helios in fighting battles worth your valor."

Looking at the young woman who bore the full weight of governance alone, Godran realized the absurdity of her position. Still in her youth, she had no family or husband to support her and had been left in this demanding role for years.

"I’ll send word for Helios to come here immediately," he offered.
"No need," she replied. "This situation will soon resolve itself. Helios should stay at the capital and prioritize negotiations with the Senate and officials for his future."

"Don’t you want to see him?"
She hesitated, then said with a faint smile, "I wonder. I’m only a wife in name. Perhaps admiring his portrait from a distance is enough."

Her self-deprecating tone struck Godran as profoundly sad.

The southern invasion ended without significant battles. The sight of Godran’s renowned banner flying over Orway crushed the enemy’s morale. They had expected an undefended city but instead faced a formidable fortress guarded by a legend.

When Helios finally arrived for peace negotiations, Orway greeted him with jubilant cheers.

"I’ve never even set foot in Orway as governor," Helios remarked. "To be welcomed so warmly feels surreal."
"Helios," Godran said, "you should recognize the magnitude of your heroism. Even if you’ve only been a figurehead governor, your name brings these people pride."
"Orway has also been a haven for injured soldiers from our campaigns," Lucas added. "Many here have fought alongside us or heard their stories."
"I see..."

The celebratory parade and ceremonies were lavish despite Orway’s smaller scale, rivaling those of the capital. Vibrant banners, bearing the colors and designs of each unit, adorned the streets. Seated as governor, Helios looked every bit the legendary hero-king from myth.

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