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“Since she became a concubine only after Tarkan was born, it would not be wrong to say that Tarkan, who was born prior, had an untitled mother.”

Aristine furrowed her brows and looked at Paellamien.

‘Are you serious? I thought you were a little smarter.’

Upon receiving that gaze, Paellamien’s face flushed a little.
But she only raised her chin in response.

Right now, Aristine’s gaze was not important.
The important thing here was the Queen’s mood.

“Yes, Princess Paellamien is right.
So regarding Tarkan’s mother—.”

“Why are you in such a hurry to diminish Tarkan?”

Aristine cut the Queen off.

She wasn’t trying to provoke the Queen on purpose.
It was just so mortifying.

The fact that Tarkan received so much hate.
It had been a long time since his mother passed away.
It was hard to imagine how he survived alone in a place like this.

“Even if you oppose each other for the position of heir.
What is there to gain from backbiting in a place like this?”

It was understandable when it was done to incite the nobles or when eyes were watching.
But that wasn’t the case now.

“Is it to embarrass me? I’m not upset by any of that.
I don’t feel anything, so it doesn’t even tickle.”

These people seemed to think that being imprisoned was just forceful seclusion in the palace.

“Tarkan is a hero who saved this country.
He protected it from demonic beasts, and from Silvanus.”

That was an undeniable fact.

Although that was why the Queen hated Tarkan even more.

“I am proud of my husband, and I think I did well marrying him.”

That was true.

Everyone called her the sacrifice like she was practically on her way to die.

But Aristine truly thought it was good that she became the sacrifice and met Tarkan.

“Of course, Tarkan is very prideful, at times argues childishly, he’s quite a handful, a little shy, a bit of a per…ah, not that one.”

Aristine went ‘oops’ and shut her mouth.

Paellamien’s eyes trembled.

Argues childishly, a handful, and is very shy.
Was it really her half-brother, Tarkan that Aristine was talking about right now?

It wasn’t just her; everyone else also looked at Aristine with bewilderment in their eyes.
Aside from the pride, her description was the exact opposite of Tarkan.

“Anyway, despite all that, I know Tarkan is a good person.”

The Queen’s eyes shook slightly.

“So, what are you trying to say?”

She didn’t sound actually curious rather, her tone seemed more like she would tear Aristine to pieces with one more word.

Paellamien hurriedly signaled to Aristine.
She forgot they were opponents right now.

But Aristine went, “Hmm, I got a little sidetracked but…” and continued, “As a foreigner, no, as someone from an enemy state, even I admire Tarkan’s bravery but—”

Paellamien and Starlina looked at the Queen with fright.

Only Aristine kept talking calmly.

“Can a ruler of Irugo look down on those who shed blood for Irugo?”

“What…did you say?”

The Queen’s voice was like brimming hellfire from the depths of hell.

“Lineage-wise, Tarkan is also the son of Your Majesty the Queen.”

But Aristine didn’t stop.

“Shouldn’t a mother be prouder of her son?”

Snap.The sound of something snapping could be heard somewhere.

A fire ignited in the Queen’s eyes.

Rattle—.

The chair screeched as it was dragged roughly against the marble floor.

With a swish, the Queen’s hand flew upwards.
And the moment when a hand full of rings was about to strike Aristine like lightning…

“Queen Mother, are you raising your hand on my wife now?”

A lazy voice as deep as the roar of a beast rang out.