Chapter 182

Hassan put a hand on her chest, her manicured nails gleaming in the late afternoon sun. “Kashin had no trouble with women until you came along. You two were once such close friends. Why shouldn’t I wish that my dear friend and brother form a deeper attachment?”

“Because if you are appointed Carl , you might kill us if he doesn’t submit.”

“Him, possibly, if he doesn’t bow. And if you prove to not be carrying his offspring, I might let you take the cleansing once my own line is established and keep your wealth.”

Such bald casual words. Of such horrible methods meant to keep this wondrous, sweeping empire from fracturing. She wished Kashin were here to listen, to understand.

Matilda asked, “And what would you do—for producing offspring?”

With Renia as the possible future Grand Empress, Hassan would need to find some way to produce a blood heir.

Hassan began pushing her figures around the map again. “I have already told my father, and it is no concern of yours.”

Right. For if she had
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