The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 123: I have cousins too.

Roland was confident that Sigrid was wrong, there was no way his mother’s family could possibly be wedging their way into Benjamin’s marriage. Especially not by trying to marry off one of his cousins to his brother!

"You don’t believe me." Sigrid stated, it was clear in his eyes that he doubted what she had just told him.

Of course, these marriage plans were not cemented, they were plans that had been made but unfulfilled.

She put a hand on his shoulder and looked at him with earnestness. "Roland, the De-Kensington’s want to keep a firm grip on power. In case you don’t become king and Benjamin does, they want to secure the position of queen. When politics enters the room, family ties tend to be kicked out of the window."

"Hmph." he responded.

His body tensed, anger unexpectedly filled his body. He had been so good to the De-Kensington family, twenty percent of the income from his horse races went to them. He had ensured that at least five of them got seats in the royal court. Whenever his cousins, uncles or grandparents needed money for anything and came to him, her gave without thinking twice. It seemed, he was the only one that considered family as the most important thing above politics.

Sigrid wanted to comfort him so she got on her knees and hugged him.

"Don’t worry, we will not die and we will be king and queen. Emperor and Empress, as for your brothers marriage, I too have beautiful cousins that can be persuaded to marry him."

"Benjamin is not the type of man that can be pushed into marrying a woman he doesn’t want. Trust me, my father tried and failed, even his own mother tried to match him with titled young women and failed. I am not very confident as you are about pushing him down the aisle with some helpless female he doesn’t want." He felt the urge to remind his wife.

Sigrid thought about the cons of the male lead, he was not perfect. "He has at least six bastards, if it was not for his nobility and status as a prince, not many women would be lining up to marry him."

"They are not his." he moved out of the embrace but kept his hold on her hands.

aware of, the bastards that were attributed to him were

blinked in confusion, the knowledge she had and

a good man no matter what your dream for the future says. He takes in the widows

he provides a small nest egg for the child and visits regularly. He plays with the children, reads with them and fulfills some fatherly roles

were his bastards and for reasons beyond my comprehension, he

"Wow."

laughed softly, "I know, right? It

granted but he is royalty and one must not confuse royal blood. Having a bunch of children out there believing that they are of royal blood is how you raise

daddy to those fatherless children but the truth must not be distorted. How many times have you heard of bastards coming out of nowhere to fight

to know. They need to remember the legacy of

allowed them to train and take on the positions their father’s once held when they were old enough. If that was not their desire, he

known as Benjamin’s bastards were pointed at by others, mocked and called strays in secret, children the royal family did

why they say the road to hell is paved with good intentions." she

bent

marriage. I will see to it that neither his main wife nor secondary consort comes for a family strong enough to cause

the princess of fairy land?" he

beneath him, her face pushed down into the

heavy."

wound me, I feel attacked." he pushed his

how many times she bucked up in an attempt to dislodge him, she failed and

"Get off." she groaned.