Chapter 289: Blame it on the queen.
Chapter 289: Blame it on the queen.
Chapter 289: Blame it on the queen."My mother!" He said in a surprised voice that held a trace of doubt.
"Yes Roland, your mother told me to do this." She recalled how the queen had told her that if this plan was ever revealed, the blame could not be linked back to her. It was too bad for her because she was going to take all of it.
"Do tell." he moved from the wall and sat down in a chair.
It appeared to Sigrid as if he had lost some of the tension that his body had been holding in earlier. It seemed there was a chance to make it out of this for her.
"When I met your mother, after our wedding she pulled me aside for a conversation. We don’t have much in common the queen and I but we have you." She looked at him, softening her voice to give it some emotional weight. "We both want the best for you. The one thing that we both knew was standing in your path was Rina.
Her control over the king and his blind love and preference for Benjamin were two things that were dangerous to leave unchecked the older the king grew. According to your mother, the king was becoming more and more prone to foolish suggestions made by Rina."
She changed her sitting position and started to look around.
Even though Roland was not too pleased with her at the moment, he recognized what she needed. It was something to drink. He made a call and ordered for someone to bring some warm milk and a slice of a cake.
They waited in silence for three minutes, until the cake and milk were delivered and closed the door once again. Jesting had even had the chef send fruits and wine in case Roland needed to wet his tongue and he did.
Roland reached for the glass of wine immediately and he would need it because Sigrid was going to deliver even more surprising news.
She ate a small bit of the cake first, savoring the taste and yet not really enjoying it. "Are you aware that you have a half brother?"
Roland’s hand paused mid-raise. "What?" he whispered about.
Intentionally, Sigrid took a sip of milk first, taking her time as if she had no reason to hurry. While she put down the glass, she said slowly, "You have another brother, a half-brother. The first son of your father."
Roland broke into laughs, dry harsh disbelieving laughs that came from the back of his hollow throat. They were in whisper, as if they were being forced out.
"I take it that you were truly not aware. I am sorry for being the one that has to deliver this news to you. Your father’s obsession with Rina was not because he was hopelessly in love with her. It was because she bore a resemblance to his first love or his only love.
It was a young woman that he met in Sheepfield when he went in
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