Be a matchmaker in an otome game

Chapter 70 Go to Death

The door of the main hall was opened, and Safi, dressed in rich clothes and holding a letter she had written in her hand, walked in step by step with a solemn expression.

She did not look at Fred, her eyes were always on the king and queen. She did not dare to look, she did not dare to allow herself to see the emotions in Fred's eyes, she might see impatience, disgust, and hatred.

If you don't look at it, you can pretend it doesn't exist and let her deceive herself for a while.

Safi knelt on the ground and bowed her head respectfully: "Safi Graia came to apologize on behalf of her father."

She handed over the letter she had written at home: "Everything my father wanted to say is here. Please take a look at it."

The king opened the letter and glanced at it. It was indeed the handwriting of the prime minister and he recognized it, but the content made the king frown. This was not something that the prime minister could write.

He handed the letter to the queen for her to read, and he looked at Safi: "Where is your father? Why doesn't he come in person?"

"My mother fainted and my father was taking care of her." Safi was not lying about this.

The queen who read the whole letter was a little shocked: "Is this really the solution proposed by your father?" Based on her understanding of the prime minister and his wife, she did not believe that they would make such a decision, but the girl in front of her really

Do you have that much determination and courage?

Safi was silent for a while and said: "No, this is my judgment, but this is the most appropriate solution."

"The most appropriate?" The queen refuted her words without hesitation and scolded her sternly, "You call letting your father kill you personally the most appropriate solution? What do you think of your parents and the royal family?"

What she originally thought was to break off the engagement and banish Safi at most, but she didn't expect that this girl would be so cruel to her.

Fred turned his head suddenly and looked at her in disbelief.

Safi calmly repeated: "Yes, this is the most appropriate solution."

Because she is a "demon", she deserves to die. Just breaking off the engagement or being exiled is not enough. The common people will only think that the nobles are shielding her, so she can only die.

This solution was thorough, but it was also very hurtful. At least Fred was hurt by Safi's decision.

When she made such a decision, when she decided to die, didn't she think that someone would suffer for her?

In her heart, who is he? An existence that can be abandoned at any time?

Ulysses sighed, Safi had succeeded in making things more complicated.

The king handed the letter to Fred and said to his son: "Send Safi back and give it to the prime minister." After all, he is not their child, so it is not easy to discipline him directly.

The human race does not advocate giving up one's life easily. Every life is a treasure given to parents by the gods. Choosing to give up one's life is disrespectful to the gods.

So it took a lot of courage for Safi to make this decision. The king felt that she had done something wrong. She hurt her parents by doing this and put the relationship between the royal family and the prime minister in a precarious state.

But she is really considering the whole country, which makes it impossible to blame her harshly.

It is not the turn of these juniors to say how the matter should be handled specifically. After all, as the people in power, they are not old or dead yet. A few suggestions from the children are enough, so the king asked the herald to go to the homes of the officials and inform them to hold a meeting.

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Fred sent Safi back in silence all the way, and this silence made Safi feel uneasy.

She wanted to apologize, but she swallowed all the words when they came to her mouth, because she really didn't know where to start, and she was even more afraid that Fred would not pay attention to her.

"Here we are," Fred got off his horse after arriving at the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, "I'm going to talk to the Prime Minister."

He didn't look back and said in a businesslike tone: "Go back to your room and stay well, and don't come out again."

Safi looked at Fred's back and suddenly realized that if her death was really a foregone conclusion, then it would only be a few days before she could see His Highness again.

No...even if the royal family is willing to forgive her and keep her life, she will definitely "regret" and commit suicide, and will never leave any stain on the Prime Minister's Office and the royal family.

She reached out her hand obsessively and grabbed the hem of Fred's clothes: "Your Highness..."

There was a helpless sadness in her voice, which made Fred couldn't help but feel soft-he still liked her after all, and he didn't want to make her sad or cry.

But he still pulled Safi's hand away and said in a cold tone: "What am I to you?"

What the heck... Safi knew that at least she had to convey her feelings, even just her gratitude, because this might be her last chance.

"Your Highness, you are my light." She murmured, "I am always grateful to Your Highness."

He once warmed her and gave her a direction to look up to even in the darkness.

If it had been a few days earlier, Fred would have been ecstatic to hear such words, but now he only felt waves of sadness rising in his heart: "But I didn't feel it."

If he is light, why can't he illuminate the darkness in Safi's heart? What is the meaning of his light?

Safi's hands dropped weakly. She wanted to apologize, but there seemed to be something blocked in her throat, preventing her from saying a word.

After getting the news, the prime minister first settled his wife and then walked out. Since the house was still in chaos, no one knew when Safi sneaked out.

"You go take care of your mother." He said to Safi.

Safi nodded, knowing that her father must have something to say to His Highness alone.

The lady has stabilized, but she is still asleep. Her face is pale and bloodless. It can be seen that she is very weak now.

It was all her fault that her mother was like this. Safi put her mother's hand on her forehead and silently prayed to the gods for her mother's health.

Everything is her fault, she is not good, but why is it her mother who is suffering now?

Perhaps her plea was conveyed to the gods. The lady moved her fingers, slowly opened her eyes, looked at her daughter sitting by the bed, and slowly showed a faint smile: "Safie...

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Safi put down her hand and approached her mother: "How do you feel now?"

She felt guilty and uneasy. Her mother had always been delicate and sentimental. Every time she took her out to watch an opera, if the play was about life and death, she would always cry and feel sad about it. Safi couldn't imagine her mother.

How sad I feel now.

"Don't worry," Madam patted the back of Safi's hand, "I'm fine. Did I scare you?"

Safi shook her head: "If something happens to you, my sins will be one layer heavier."

The smile on Madam's lips slowly faded, and she scolded: "Don't talk nonsense, you are my best child."

Even though there is a lot of talk outside, parents like them should stand up and protect their children at this time, not to mention that Safi is her lost and found, and they just want to hold her in her arms and protect her with her sick body.

A child who will never be harmed for the rest of his life.

(End of chapter)