THOSE STARES ARE BURNING INTO ME.
THESE PEOPLE ARE LOOKING AT ME WITH ABSOLUTELY NO GOOD INTENTIONS.
HE'S PLANNING TO GIVE ME AS PREY TO THEM.
AND HE HAS NO INTENTION OF LETTING ME DOWN FROM HIS LAP, EITHER.
WHY?
DO YOU DISLIKE IT?
OF COURSE NOT MY KING.
ANYWHERE YOU ARE IS FINE WITH ME.
...WHAT AN UNPLEASANT TASTE.
THEREFORE, I BELIEVE IT WOULD BE BEST TO REJECT MARGRAVE'S REQUEST FOR MATERIAL SUPPORT.
BUT...
IT HASN'T BEEN LONG SINCE THE WAR CAME TO AN END.
THE CENTRAL GOVERNMENT CAN'T PROVIDE FOOD EITHER-
OH, HONESTLY... YOUR MAJESTY.
THAT TICKLES.
YOUR MAJESTY, YOU SHOULD BE PAYING ATTENTION TO THE MEETING.
YOU WERE ALWAYS BEGGING ME TO SPARE YOU, WEREN’T YOU?
I LIKE HIS MAJESTY WHEN HE SHOWS ME MERCY, BUT...
I ALSO WANT TO SEE YOU DISPLAY THE DIGNITY OF A KING OUTSIDE MONT PALACE.
IS THAT SO? THEN...
SHOULD I ASK WHAT SHE THINKS OF MY CONSORT?
M-MY,
MY THOUGHTS?
WHAT SHOULD I DO?
SHOULD I SHARE MY OPINION HERE?
NO, ANTON DOESN’T LIKE CLEVER WOMEN.
IT WILL SURELY DISPLEASE HIM.
WHAT IF HE GROWS TIRED OF ME THEN?
I CAN'T COUNT ON A STROKE OF LUCK LIKE THAT NIGHT AGAIN.
DOMINIC IS A MAN WHO MUST RETURN TO WHERE HE BELONGS NOW.
NO ONE STAKES THEIR FUTURE JUST TO HELP ANOTHER.
MY POOR QUEEN.
YOU MUST BE NERVOUS SINCE YOU RARELY SIT IN A PLACE LIKE THIS.
THIS IS HIS SIGNAL THAT HE WILL LET IT SLIDE JUST THIS ONCE.
MY KING... COULD YOU JUST HOLD ME TIGHT LIKE THIS INSTEAD?
I SEE RIGHT THROUGH ANTON.
HE WANTS TO REDUCE ME TO SOMETHING UTTERLY WORTHLESS.
BUT WHAT DOES IT MATTER.
AT LEAST I'M ALIVE.
NOTHING HAS YET
RETURNED TO THE PAST, AND TIME KEEPS MOVING FORWARD.
I TRULY BELIEVED I WAS LIVING THE MOST WRETCHED LIFE IMAGINABLE,
BUT PERHAPS THAT WASN’T SO.
EVEN SO, I...
I DARE TO BE CERTAIN THAT NO MOMENT AHEAD WILL EVER BE AS WRETCHED AS THIS.
AHEM,
HEM!
YOUR MAJESTY, FOR THE HONOR OF XENOMES, I DARE TO SPEAK.
THE IMPERIAL CONSORT SEEMS HARDLY SUITED TO REMAIN IN THIS COUNCIL CHAMBER.
CONTINUE.
Y-YES, SIRE...! JUST NOW, SHE FAILED TO EVEN ANSWER YOUR MAJESTY'S QUESTION.
IF THE CONSORT REMAINS HERE, SHE WILL ONLY BE A DISTRAC...
A DISTRACTION?
ARE YOU SAYING IT WAS A MISTAKE TO BRING MY CONSORT INTO THIS COUNCIL CHAMBER?
I... I ONLY MEANT...
WHAT WAS YOUR NAME AGAIN?
AH, NEVER MIND.
I DON'T THINK I CARE TO KNOW ANYMORE.
CAPTAIN, DRAG HIM OUT.
YES, YOUR MAJESTY.
Y-YOUR MAJESTY?!
WHY...?
HIS MAJESTY HAS ORDERED YOUR REMOVAL.
ACK...!
YOUR MAJESTY...!
YOUR MAJESTY!
PLEASE...
THAT WAS NOT MY INTENTION...!
YOUR MAJESTY!!!
THE CAPTAIN SEEMS RATHER ROUGH TODAY.
ACK...!
Y-YOU...! CAPTAIN!
HERO OR NOT, TO DO SUCH A THING...
WATCH YOUR WORDS AND ACTIONS.
THE KING IS STILL LISTENING.
AND AS YOU MAY HAVE GUESSED,
IT WILL BE DIFFICULT FOR YOU TO ATTEND THE NOBLE COUNCIL FROM NOW ON.
AT THE SAME TIME, MOND PALACE
The King carries his wife in his arms into the council meeting and tries to humiliate her under everyone's hostile gazes. While the Margrave's supply support is being debated, the king gets distracted and asks the woman for her opinion. Afraid of angering Anton, the woman remains silent. When a noble speaking in the name of Xenomes honor says the consort is unfit for the hall, the king flies into a rage and has the captain drag him out.
