Chapter 63 Dia III(4)

After Allen, she was pregnant only once, nine years ago, but she miscarried early. After that, the gods never favored her again, and doctors said the possibility of her getting pregnant again was extremely slim.

How she wished she could be pregnant with Vigrich's child again, so that she could regain her husband's care and love, instead of being so indifferent to her own feelings like now.

She immediately shook her head at her stupid idea, so what if she was pregnant with a child? Trying to use this method to make her husband take her seriously was simply a glimmer of hope for something hopeless.

After Lady Catarina and Lord Jan Jagolon left, the ladies and ladies sat down in their seats and began their favorite chat.

Dia, like everyone else, sat on a large dark brown oak chair. The white backrest and cushions of the chair were filled with feathers.

"Mrs. Olga, I heard from your daughter Sabina that another madman was found on the coast of Weiqing City."

A tall lady wearing a dark blue velvet robe with a mink collar said. She has light blond hair, a flat nose, and a wide chin that makes her face look like a pear.

"Sabina? It's just a little girl talking nonsense." Mrs. Olga said disapprovingly, "The closer you are to the sea, the more strange legends there are. You should also know that, Mrs. Charina, after all, Iron Crown City

There is also the sea to the east."

"Indeed," Mrs. Charina nodded. "When Cecilia was a child, she always said that she could see sea riders on the city wall on the coast of Silent Bay. They said they were riding crocodiles and had gills on their faces, and they were so smooth.

very."

"But this is not the first time," Luisa Domanchi reminded Madame Olga, "before Malvi and Javier discovered a madman talking crazy words when they were on the shore."

"There are a lot of crazy people among these hundreds of thousands of people. It's not unusual for a few to happen to be on the beach." Mrs. Olga denied, "If you keep talking, I will make you crazy too."

"Lord Sigmund," a male servant hurried from outside the tent, "I'm very sorry, we don't have enough blue dragon flame for all the adults to drink."

"Hey, Answa, didn't I ask you to bring more?" Sigmund, who was standing behind the queen, looked helpless, "What other wine do we have?"

"We have plenty of Red Flow," the footman replied respectfully, "from the dwarf brewhouse, enough for all the adults to drink."

"That's fine, leave the blue dragon flame to the adults at the high table, and use the red stream for the rest," Sigmund said.

"I hope it's not because we drank too much blue dragon flame." A young lady wearing an orange-red silk dress and holding a wine glass joked. Under her long black hair were distinct and prominent bones.

and facial features.

"Huh?... Of course not, Mrs. Javiga!" Sigmund was stunned for a while and quickly agreed, "Sorry, ladies, I have to excuse you. Your Majesty the Queen."

He bowed his head to the ladies, bowed to Rozalia, and then left with the valet. His back looked like a child.

"What a dull gentleman." The young lady who just spoke said with a smile, "Your Majesty, isn't Sir Sigmund going hunting?"

Lozalia shook her head with a smile and replied: "Mrs. Javija, I once asked Lord Sigmund the same question. He said that he was not from a noble family, and he could not appreciate the joy of hunting. He even

Enjoy the satisfaction that books bring him."

"People say he has never slept with a woman, is that true?" Mrs. Jiaweijia asked, covering her mouth.

"No one will admit that they have never slept with any woman." Lady Louisa said, "Don't ask Lord Sigmund, either. Men like that little bit of face."

Everyone chuckled, but Mrs. Xenia was the only one who was unhappy and had a gloomy expression.

"Mrs. Xenia, are you okay?" Dia asked with concern.

Mrs. Xenia raised her head and said pitifully: "I...I'm still worried about my sister."

"She will be fine. Your sister is a strong girl." Dia continued to comfort her, "She will become stronger even for the sake of the child in her belly."

"Your Highness Dia, can you tell me what the Hastza Empire is like?" Mrs. Zhalina asked her, "I have never been there. I heard that it is beautiful, rich and prosperous. I must have

The palace of the empire must be even more charming."

Dia could imagine the scene in Apoleon's palace without closing her eyes. The fragrance of green thyme and purple lavender, the incense of agar trees and roses...

But these cannot be used to summarize the Hastezah Empire.

"The south may look more magnificent, but it is not a place worth envying." Dia introduced, "Everything is bound by precepts and laws. Although there are many foreigners in the empire, they are still not treated as well as Haas.

Teza people.”

"I hope they are not as rigid and vindictive as us," Ms. Louisa said.

"We are not holding grudges," Mrs. Olga disagreed. "We wrote the stories into poems for the bards to play and sing, to remind future generations to take a warning."

Bards... those self-righteous bards, Dia thought. If it weren't for their songs, his brother might still be alive now.

"We also sing about love." Lozalia clapped her hands and asked the bards to resume playing. This time they sang "Eliza's Wish", a beautiful girl's love ballad.

"Your Majesty the Queen, have you decided who to choose as your husband?" Mrs. Olga asked in a low voice, "I have been suffering from waiting these two days."

Lozalia smiled slightly when she heard this, but did not answer.

Dia suddenly became frightened. She was afraid that her sister would say a name other than Zhuo Ke, which would definitely anger Vigrych; but she did not want Lozalia to choose Zhuo Ke, which would also end up with her.

Just like a chess piece to be manipulated by others.

She felt like her soul was torn in half, and no matter which side Lozaria chose, it would bring her unimaginable pain.

"Hubert will be a good husband," Lady Louisa also recommended her nephew. "Think about how powerful the alliance between the Corva family and the Domanche family is. The Green City and the Hall of Ashes are next to each other. In the future,

Our maritime business will only grow bigger and bigger.”

"Iron Crown City has the best iron ore in the entire kingdom, Your Majesty the Queen." Madam Charina was not to be outdone, "Our white iron hooves and your black army will definitely be able to resist the invasion of any hostile forces.

Mirosla is as mighty and strong as his father, and your union with him will surely give Vivalia another great king."

"Speaking of which, did the little girl from the Jagoron family really fall to death from a horse?" Mrs. Olga asked suspiciously, "This is a bit too coincidental, Mrs. Zalina."

"I don't know what you are referring to, Mrs. Olga, but please don't make any assumptions." Mrs. Charina's face was stiff, "We all like Nadgelina, and her unfortunate accident made Lord Conrad and

Mirosla was heartbroken."

"Okay, I just mentioned it casually," Mrs. Olga curled her lips, "please don't take it to heart."

"Mrs. Javiga, where is your mother? I don't seem to see her in this tent." asked Mrs. Louisa.

"Mother? She should have gone hunting with the men." Mrs. Jiaweijia replied, "She doesn't seem to like to participate in the ladies' chat."

"She is Mrs. Lion. Do you still expect her to sit on a chair, taste fruits and listen to songs like us? Lions need to hunt." Mrs. Olga said strangely.

Seeing that Lozalia had not told them about the choice of husband, Dia no longer paid attention to the ladies' conversation, but listened to the music of the bards.

"...

She wanted to make everyone happy, little Eliza,

She threw the sweetness into the air, and everyone held hands and danced,

She wanted all the sick to be well, little Eliza,

She put her wish into a spell and everyone became fools,

Is her wish playing tricks on her?

Or did the patient turn out to be Eliza?

…”
Chapter completed!