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"Actually, if you want to take a break, beef n_ai is safer than wine." A cup of hot beef ni_ai leaned over her shoulder and gently placed it on the table, "What do you think? Your Majesty."

Melia's tensed shoulders suddenly relaxed. "Where have you been?" She asked calmly.

"Some business," Bo Na hugged her from behind, "You know, I still have things to deal with the truce between the dragon clan and the orc clan."

Melia smelled the aroma of her hair, "Have you taken a bath?"

"Ah."

Melia turned around and buried her head in the crook of her neck, "It smells so good."

Bona rubbed her shoulders.

"I want z_u_o love," she said.

Bo Na sighed softly and said, "You want to sleep."

Melia repeated stubbornly: "I want z_u_o love."

Bo Na hugged her even tighter, "Cry."

Meria remained motionless, and said for a long time: "She looks so beautiful, but she actually depends on men like a bug, humble and stupid."

Bo Na didn't speak, just kissed her lightly.

"Me too, the difference is that I am passionate about status and live by sucking the juice of power." Melia continued: "But now I am horrified to find that I seem to be in love with something other than power."

"Ah."

"What I want is mine, mine alone." Melia said: "The land can be occupied, the empire can be attacked, and the rights can be possessed, but how should I keep my beloved?"

Bo Na said: "She never left."

"She changed my destiny." Melia said: "Do you know? My life trajectory was completely disrupted when I met her."

This is not a touching love story, it is a fact.

If Melia hadn't met the injured Bona, then her subsequent life would have been repetitive and boring, and at most she would be used as a tool to control others, a sharp and ruthless weapon.But she has her own will, and even wants to leave with Bo Na.

Does a tool need independent thinking?

She doesn't need to.

Her master, her bearer, thinks for her.

Melia's rebellious behavior undoubtedly angered her father and touched the nerves of this suspicious and angry man, so she was imprisoned and tortured.

"I admit that I am blaming you for my incompetence, for my weakness, for my stupidity, and for my current inability to do anything, but I still pretend to be indifferent." Melia said: "I am so selfish."

"I don't understand why you love me at all."

Bo Na said dryly, "In your world, is everything exchanged at equal value, or is it a sure thing to make money without losing money?"

"If it's power, I'm very happy, but if it's feelings," Meria's voice sounded calm, "I'm afraid of too many feelings, because I can't reciprocate, and my lover, she is not a woman who will give silently."

"It turns out that loving you requires a reason." Bo Na said.

"Why do you love me? You see, you knew from the beginning that I was not the child you knew. Your love, to be honest, terrified me."

"It has no reason," Meria said. "I feel like I'm going to lose it any moment."

"You are too suspicious, Melia." Bona said hoarsely.

"Yes, my nature, the environment I grew up in. I am suspicious, I am selfish, I am cold-blooded. You are the best lover, you gave me the best affection, if my surname is not Froenberg, I will be happy accept."

"So what about you now?" Bona asked, "Are you going to give up this relationship that makes you doubt?"

"When I came to the throne, I thought about giving up on you." Melia said. "I thought about procrastinating, putting it off until we were both bored."

"But I can't do it," she said.

"My mother, Queen Marilyn, asked me 'what would you do if one day her safety was at stake in exchange for your throne?' I told her at the time that you would never be so incompetent."

Bo Na raised her eyes and said, "Then what now?"

Melia said: "It is impossible for me to let the empire be destroyed in my hands."

Bo Na showed a very sarcastic smile.

"So, if that day does come, I am willing to die with you."

"I'm a person who likes to control everything, but you are the only thing I can't control. I can't absolutely hold it in my hands. What makes me so afraid of losing is also what I must never lose."

"I love you."

Melia said: "You are more important than everything."

Bona didn't speak because their lips were pressed together now.

"Your Majesty," her polite Secretary-General came in without knocking on the door for the first time, because the situation was too urgent and he needed to report immediately, trying to calm Meria down, "I, Lord Howard, rejected your proposal and said , " he paused, "and said 'this is the most stupid tactic', and he also asked me to tell you 'you must take care of your body, especially your head'..."

He finished speaking at the fastest speed in his life, only to see Meria looking at him with a half-smile, and Bona turned around to adjust the collar.

Meria said: "If Karl agrees, he is not worthy to be the Minister of Military Affairs."

Jotun looked at her like he was looking at a madman.

"Funeral, there will be a funeral today." Melia mused, "In the National Cathedral."

"Are you going to announce the death of Her Majesty Marilyn and General Yimir?"

"No." She said, "It's the death of those [-] children. The Froenberg family and the entire Bourbon Empire owe them an honor and an apology." And, to gather public opinion.

"I hope that you and Chief Financial Officer Sif can calculate the amount of compensation before seven o'clock tonight."

"Yes."

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