Valcaros Lantana von Staufen.
The sun that rules the Empire.
Recently, there has been one thing that caught his attention.
‘A son-in-law.’
More specifically, it was about the imperial marriage.
Since the princesses were reaching the age of adulthood, it was only natural for him to be concerned about this matter.
Neither of the two had been arranged in a typical political marriage, as was common in noble society.
- "Our family is on the outskirts, isn't it?"
- "If it's an imperial marriage, there must be plenty of good matches among the central nobility or dukes."
- "I’m curious why you’re giving me a chance instead of choosing someone with a better background."
- "It’s just an earl family, isn’t it?"
- "That’s more than enough."
- "Your family is well-known for its alchemy since the founding of the Empire. No one would deny that your family is prestigious."
- "Sure, there’s an image of being in a remote village due to the mysticism, but..."
- "Who would object to my decision?"
- A lonely home, a rose wilting in winter -
