Dear Broom Knight

Arslan sneered: "Your daughter? Why are you asking me?"

Travis looked at the woman groveling at his feet and said listlessly, "Step aside, I don't have time to deal with your petty affairs.

As for your illegitimate daughter, her fate is up to her."

He hesitated for a moment before saying, "I won't tell Rosalind what happened, but if you expose yourself…"

Madam Cooke trembled, but replied with some resolve, "Your Majesty, I have done everything I can for Daisy.

I even risked offending Your Majesty's dignity.

I can stop here.

If Daisy couldn't bear that innate difference, she could have had an ordinary but stable life.

Even if she chose to live alone her whole life, I could guarantee her livelihood.

But I can guarantee that Princess Rosalind found Daisy first.

Daisy, in the beginning, I arranged for her to work with the Guards.

I, although I thought about letting her get better… but, really, I just wanted her to… after all, her talent is really good.

God knows how it turned into this!"

Madam Cooke became somewhat incoherent.

But Travis understood what she meant.

Daisy was, after all, an illegitimate daughter, and even with great talent, she could only have a commoner's surname.

But she had passable talent, and if she could catch the eye of a noble-born guard officer, she could return to the aristocracy.

After all, she wasn't really a commoner, her dowry would definitely be good, and she could bring a little bit of benefit.

Some minor noble children who couldn't rely on their original families would probably rather marry such a girl.

Madam Cooke didn't want to use her daughter to climb any high branches.

Unfortunately, her daughter was unwilling to accept her own mother's arrangements.

Indeed, if her daughter became an eighth-level knight at such a young age, she could even be called a genius.

If she were the daughter of Baron Cooke, she could even marry the second or youngest son of a large family, or the heir of a slightly more ordinary earl's family.

Well, she clearly could build a family on her own, but her brain seemed to be locked by something.

Although Travis didn't like people who clearly had the ability but always wanted to rely on others to climb up, he could understand their thoughts.

Not everyone can start from themselves; as long as they don't hurt others, it's not a mistake.

He had raised so many children, what kind hadn't he seen?

He glanced at Madam Cooke: "I won't argue with you about these things.

As long as the Cooke family itself is not a problem, I don't care what you want to do.

Go down!"

Madam Cooke scrambled out of the council hall.

Travis sighed softly: "A daughter being too foolish is distressing, but…

Alas~ I don't even know if this is still my daughter."

Arslan looked at him sharply: "Your Majesty!

What do you mean by that?"

"My Rosalind, although she has many small thoughts, is generally quite lovely," Travis said slowly, "She is very lazy.

Even though her talent is okay, she finds everything tiring.

The reasons for insisting on a certain degree of knight training are, one, not wanting to die too early, and two, not wanting to get old too quickly, plus the need to maintain her figure.

Rosalind loves to eat.

The reason I like this child is because all her little schemes are focused on how to eat, drink, and have fun without emptying her own wallet.

I don't care about spending money, as long as this child doesn't cause me trouble.

And indeed, she is quite carefree.

Whether it's men or power, as long as it can guarantee her life gets better and better, she doesn't really care much.

So, I thought for a long time before letting Rosalind be the Icefield Queen."

Travis laughed coldly: "Arslan, even Laurie knows that there's no need to talk about feelings with Alex.

Just talk about interests.

Moreover, Alex's future, in fact… no one can say for sure.

So, how could I let a daughter who expects something from this be the queen?

Rosalind is fine as she is.

She only needs to complete her task of having a son, and then she can enjoy herself to the fullest.

Even if… something happens to the Icefield Kingdom, she can return to the Northlands to continue having fun.

My Rosalind, before leaving, was still confirming with me that if her son also had to be sent back to the Northlands for a few years, could she come back with him."

Travis looked at Arslan and made his words clear: "Rosalind is my daughter, but wouldn't Sara, who doesn't want to give up court power even after becoming the Icefield Queen Mother, be too?

No matter what, I wouldn't send a princess who would be scolded by Sara over there!

Clearly, everything is fine…

I even wish that Rosalind had really suddenly fallen for someone in Lyon."

Arslan pointed to the document he had thrown on the ground: "This, however, is something that Rosalind, who hasn't left yet, did."

"So, I'm not sure!" Travis frowned, "Arslan, you don't really think that Rosalind's little skills can deceive my eyes, do you?

I don't think that the one I saw before was fake."

"Double soul?" Arslan was puzzled for a moment, "Impossible! The royal bloodline detection array has always been accurate on these things.

It's also impossible for it to be possessed by something in a divine artifact… the laws wouldn't allow a royal family member…

Well, Rosalind is indeed your daughter, right?"

Travis struggled to control his urge to roll his eyes: "What nonsense! If the royal array can be deceived even on this, what else can be believed."

Arslan, of course, knew this, he just wanted to vent his anger.

The impact of Dorisk's inability to serve closely is actually very large.

Although there have long been several backups, and their trustworthiness can be guaranteed, the problem is that these people haven't been ranked in order of importance.

After all, Dorisk is the most important, and Travis still wants him to stay by his side for ten years, so he can't give people the hope of being able to rise to the top at any time.

This is human nature and has nothing to do with character or morality.

Someone who has enough confidence in their own abilities, as long as they see an opportunity, and they aren't close friends, who would willingly take a step back and not want to pull down the person above them!

But now it's a bit troublesome.

If they haven't determined a winner internally, appointing any one of them directly will easily cause internal strife.

Travis isn't stupid and will naturally give them plenty of time to compete until everyone is convinced.

Of course, he also needs to see if anyone will lose their mind because the competition is too intense and choose to use some crooked methods.

To be Travis's chief secretary, one must not only have outstanding abilities but also have a will so firm that it cannot be moved by any external force.

A loyal subordinate like Dorisk is an accident that can only be obtained unexpectedly through the right timing and circumstances.

Without fighting together, without witnessing His Majesty the King's godlike demeanor on the battlefield, these people who don't understand the cruelty of bloody storms can never entrust everything to the King.

This isn't a bad thing either.

The world will eventually return to normal.

If the King wants to use people, he must still rely on his own eyesight and skill, rather than absolute loyalty caused by special events.

Even Travis himself.

All of this is normal.

However, what's not normal is that the things that were originally supposed to be Dorisk's responsibility now have to be overseen by him, Arslan!

He can't even leave Travis's side for too long.

There's no choice; although most of the affairs have been divided equally among the four young people, some top-secret matters that can only be handled by Dorisk alone can only be entrusted to Arslan.

This has nothing to do with whether or not he trusts those few.

Rather, the additional protection provided by the array can only be given to special people.

And some messages cannot be opened in places without this protection.

If Ruskaania hadn't returned fast enough, Arslan wouldn't even have had this little breathing room!

Of course, the White Dragon Lady can't help, but under her dragon's might, those few secretaries can calmly open some secret documents that don't have high time requirements.

Unfortunately, Ruskaania still has other things to do and needs to sleep for more than ten hours every day.

Arslan has no way to deal with this.

After all, what the White Dragon Lady often says is, 'You haven't been a mother, do you know how long it takes to recover from giving birth once'!

What can he say?

Even Travis doesn't dare to say a word, even though he has so many children that they can be described as a pile.

Ruskaania's experience isn't a secret; maybe white dragon children are just so harmful to the mother's body?

Arslan can only continue working with resentment, and he can't even urge those secretaries who are working hard to complete their tasks, hoping to win over their other companions.

Thinking of this, he can't help but want to cause some trouble for Travis.

Travis pondered and said, "Do you think there's something special about why Sebephia would seek out Rosalind?

It's not just because the Reed family's child was chosen by Rosalind."

Arslan thought for a moment: "So, why did Rosalind choose the Reed family's child in the first place?

Even if the princesses don't choose their own maternal family, they usually choose some girls who can help them.

Is there anything about the Reed family that could attract her?"