Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1215

In the heart of Saudi Arabia, King was caught in a whirlwind of emotions after his recent outburst online, his heart aching with a mix of regret and frustration. His closest advisors, noticing his mood, decided it was time for a heart-to-heart. "King, we know international opinions don't matter much to us, especially our ties with North America, but we'd appreciate it if you could keep things a bit more under control," one of them started carefully.

"And remember, it's a long-standing tradition for our kings to have at least ten wives. Your father had thirty-eight, with countless children, all contributing to the royal lineage," another added, emphasizing the importance of upholding this custom.

In Saudi, the status of women was notably low, particularly within the royal family, where a prince could have multiple wives, showcasing wealth and power. Despite the nation's strength, the low status of women often went unnoticed. So, for King to publicly speak out for a woman on social media was against local norms.

The advisors didn't mind King choosing Brielle, but if he did, he was expected to marry a few more women from influential families to maintain appearances.

King stayed silent, his eyes glued to his phone as if waiting for a message, brushing off his advisors' comments as mere background noise.

He had brought Isaac over, yet Brielle hadn't sent a single message. It seemed she didn't miss him at all.

Staring at his phone, he even wondered if it was broken. If she didn't care about him, she could at least think about Max, right?

"King, the Feast of Sacrifice is coming up. We've invited ladies from other prominent families to attend, hoping to find a suitable mother for Prince Isaac," one advisor mentioned, eager to stick with tradition. They were all fond of Isaac but were anxious about the absence of a queen. The major families were already eager to position their daughters.

prefer someone with Australian features, we can make arrangements. Or even Princess Meredith from the North American royal family is of suitable age," they suggested, trying to pique his

King finally looked up, his face a mask of resignation. "Do as you see fit,"

exchanged glances, taking his words as approval. "Rest assured, we will choose the most beautiful women for you," they promised, leaving King

they left, King, in a moment of frustration, hurled his phone against the wall,

without his initiative, Brielle

glanced at his watch and the black ring on his finger, his eyes welling

voice broke through his thoughts. The boy was accompanied by Noir, his

with

in this castle before, enjoying the vast landscapes and

couldn't help but embrace him, realizing that

finds you a beautiful mommy?" he suggested, hoping

Brielle flashing through his mind. It seemed the rift between his father and Brielle

a vague sense of loss, Isaac simply said, "As long as

heart clenched at

could have any woman he desired? Beautiful, obedient,