Dear Broom Knight

Rosalind revealed an extremely beautiful smile: "That's because only in your eyes is there a spark that cannot be hidden, no matter how hard you try."

Sophia stared at her blankly: "If you were to appear in such a form, what man wouldn't kneel at the hem of your gown!"

"What a charming girl, skilled at both flattery and changing the subject," Rosalind smiled. "Why I do this, how could you not know?

Oh, me ~ really, even knowing in my heart that I should be wary of you, I'm still influenced by you!

After all, you've been behind me for eight years now ~"

"But the one who dared to make this bold gamble is you yourself!" Sophia flattered softly. "What if His Majesty Alex doesn't come to see you in person?"

"As long as there's even a fifty percent chance he'll come, I've won," Rosalind said calmly. "Once he's sure that I've never shown my true face to outsiders, His Majesty, the King surrounded by powerful enemies, will definitely choose me."

She reached out and touched her face: "What use is beauty in the current situation?

Besides making people marvel, being coveted, and even… being despised by those ignorant fools.

Being able to attract the attention of the right person is the only use for this face of mine.

But, if I don't have the ability to match my appearance, then, I'll probably just be noticed.

And then what?"

Her naturally crimson lips pursed into a sharp line: "I don't want to find myself another daddy!"

There's nothing wrong with trying to please and ingratiate oneself in front of one's own father in order to gain more favor and benefits.

Too many siblings, and the father having enough strength to ensure fair treatment for them, results in them all fading into obscurity no matter how much ability they have or how skilled they are at communication.

Their mother's family would certainly send them a certain amount of supplies.

However, the important thing is that 'certain amount'.

If they wanted to get more, they would have to contribute more to their mother's clan.

Especially these little princesses. Once they couldn't control their desires, what else could they do besides marrying their good-for-nothing cousins when they grew up?

To put it bluntly, there were indeed many great nobles who sent their daughters into the White Dragon King's court, but that was all decades ago.

By the time of Rosalind's mother, the remaining great nobles either never thought of getting involved in court struggles, or they had already seen through the White Dragon King's intentions and were unwilling to be played for fools.

Those great families who only wanted the bloodline of the Northern King, if they were truly capable, would never rely on the White Dragon King… The Northern Kingdom has existed for so long, and the bloodlines of those great families who only want to coexist with the royal family are probably purer than some of the royal family's side branches.

Only those so-called 'upper-class families' who were neither up nor down, unable to grasp national power, and unwilling to lower themselves to run businesses, would still rush in bravely at that time.

The return that such people wanted after paying was definitely not those illusory favors… They only wanted every penny they paid to buy back a piece of meat… the meat of little princesses and princes like Rosalind.

The princes were actually fine. Even if they couldn't stand the loneliness and ordinary days and had to marry their cousins as princesses after receiving too many benefits from their mother's clan, they still belonged to themselves.

Although they would definitely have to give benefits to their mother's clan in many ways, to put it bluntly, these benefits were not paid by themselves.

What was being scammed was the common people, as well as the interests of the White Dragon King.

By the time they came along, there were not many ambitious princes and princesses anymore… The elder brothers had already shown them what was called "Twenty Years From Striving Upward to Abandoning Oneself."

Everyone was thinking about how to live better and more confidently, and not let their descendants suffer because of a sudden change of throne.

Anyway, the country would definitely not be theirs, so it wouldn't matter if they did a little.

As long as it didn't touch the White Dragon King's bottom line, His Majesty Travis wouldn't care too much about cleaning up the messes for his sons.

If she wanted to get something good, she would just go to her father and act cute and sell her charm, and say more sweet words.

Although the White Dragon King was always fair, he wouldn't consider fairness after being charmed by his children.

If the other children were not convinced, they could also go up themselves!

He didn't only see Rosalind.

Besides, if the princes and princesses were talented, they could directly request resources from the stewards according to their cultivation level… The White Dragon King would never give everyone the same thing in this regard, but instead force the more excellent people to seek out resources themselves.

He wasn't poor, and he also supported so many knights, so how could he be stingy with his children?

It's just a pity… Rosalind stared at the fingers on her hand that were covered with rings. Her talent could only be said to be passable, and she couldn't endure hardship very much.

If her father didn't manage her well enough and made her days in the palace difficult, then Rosalind believed that she would immediately beg for mercy from her mother's clan.

She could tolerate a life that wasn't luxurious enough or glorious enough, but she could never endure hardship.

But, she didn't even want to suffer that bit of anger from her mother's clan, so how could she accept that the position of queen, which she had worked so hard to win, was just a decoration?

Rosalind certainly knew that with her status, she wouldn't live a life that was worse than that in the Northern Royal Palace.

But… still that sentence, she fought hard, and even accepted some exchanges of benefits from the Sephivia family, not to live under the 'careful care' of a man again.

Even her own father couldn't be so meticulous, so how could she expect a man, and a king at that!

If she had the strength, Rosalind would certainly not choose this path of having to rely on others to reach the pinnacle of power.

But who said that weak hands couldn't grasp the scepter?

Rosalind stretched out her soft, boneless, white and transparent hand, and a hint of ruthlessness appeared on the corner of her mouth.

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"Princess Rosalind, Sir Millian has already left Qingfeng Valley," a hoarse male voice sounded outside the door.

"Understood, Commander Jonathan.

You can prepare to break camp," Rosalind replied expressionlessly.

It wasn't until the knight commander left far away that Sophia whispered: "Jonathan, is he still unwilling to offer you his loyalty?"

"In his heart, I will always only be Princess Rosalind, my father's daughter, and not Her Highness," Rosalind replied calmly. "I don't care what abilities you Sephivia family have, remember, don't use them on them.

My father is a very vigilant person. The knight order that escorts me to marry must be his most trusted subordinates. He will notice even the slightest thing that is not right.

Yes, I'm not talking about that commander, I'm talking about my father.

I don't care about you, or what conflicts the Sephivia family and that Baron Lowry have, don't cause me trouble, understand?

There isn't a bird in the Northern Territory that Lowry Montes doesn't recognize, and there isn't a beast that can pass through Qingfeng Territory at will.

If you don't know this, then I'll say it to you again."

Sophia was silent for a while before speaking in a low voice again: "But, as far as I know, the relationship between that lord and His Majesty the King is not as close as it seems on the surface.

In the Northern Territory, the only power that truly belongs to the royal family is Leon Hamilton."

"You people probably can't understand the relationship between power holders," Rosalind looked at the surprised Sophia and smiled mercilessly: "You don't think that Lowry Montes isn't a power holder, do you?

He just doesn't like to waste his mind on worldly affairs, but in essence, his status is stronger than most great nobles.

This is a great mage who can obviously reach the end!

Moreover, he has reached the fifth ring, a level that even top knights can hardly suppress.

In addition to the white dragon there, even my father would not easily become an enemy with him.

This is a powerful force that can only be suppressed by the God War!"

Sophia was stunned for a while before saying: "Already… Clearly eight years ago, it wasn't…"

"Eight years ago?" Rosalind turned her head and stared at her. "Is that when you came to my side?

You who live in the capital, and Baron Lowry, who hasn't been to the capital since then… what could you have to do with each other?"

"Your Highness Princess," Sophia said solemnly after being confused for a while, "The Sephivia family may be planning to come to the forefront, so there are some things that I can mention to you slightly.

For example, my relationship with Lowry Montes.

Although my eyes are not the purple of Sephivia, I have awakened the talent of Sephivia.

Lowry Montes, on the other hand, has purple eyes, but has become a mage.

On the Sephivia side, he and I are close in age and have similar status… If we could be brought together…"

"The Sephivia family is too high on themselves, isn't it?" Princess Rosalind couldn't help but interrupt her.