The current political situation in the empire was caused by Xiovir, so he understands it very well. This child must be born abroad, otherwise he will not even have citizenship rights.

He could consider some small Nordic countries with a relaxed environment, or a federal republic that is increasingly leaning towards pluralism.

"What do you think?" he asked the little slave hesitantly, while silently ensuring in his heart that she had no decision-making power.

"I don't know..." Karan wasn't angry, nor did he yell at him.

She lowered her head in confusion.

Then Siovel realized painfully that she might really not know - she came to ask him just because he didn't know. Although he had promised himself just now that she had no decision-making power, he was still unable to hear her wishes.

He became anxious.

He still had to work hard to get a certain thought out of his mind.

——'How can she know how to deal with an unborn child when she is still a child herself?'

Maybe it would be better if he stayed with the ballerina that night.

At least he could sleep with a woman who was willing to seduce him instead of forcibly violating a child who was of legal age.

"Are you going to stay here all night?" Siovel asked coldly.

Karan shivered in the cold wind, feeling frightened as he thought about the future.

She really doesn't want children.

But Xiovir has tolerated her so far because he values ​​his children. Once she terminates her pregnancy or gives birth to a child, God knows what kind of torture she will face. He hates seeing black-haired slaves in the manor so much, so the best outcome for her is

After giving birth, she was given to another noble.

Maybe she will spend most of her life moving between different people's beds.

This child would be her lifeline, with an edge as sharp as a sword.

It will hurt if you hold it, and you will die if you let go.

She didn't know what to do.

Xiovel felt that the moonlight was so brilliant that the girl in front of him seemed to melt into it.

She is getting thinner and thinner, and her eyes are slightly blue, which means she must not have slept well. After leaving school, she can only stay in her room all day long, which makes her look tired and unable to think.

Siovel took off his coat and put it on her thin shoulders.

When he raised his hand, Karan was frightened and dodged.

After she realized that Xiovir had put a coat on her, she thought absurdly of the question she had asked the maid a few months ago.

——"Hasn't he done anything other than spending money? For example, taking off his coat and giving it to the Duchess on a cold day..."

He never did.

Karan felt his skin burning.

The smell of rosemary, expensive cologne and the cedar wood of his study mixed in his clothes made one dizzy.

Seeing her uneasy look, Siouvel hesitantly pulled her into his arms and patted her back.

The last time he did this was when the twins were six or seven years old.

After a while, he felt the little slave crying on his chest.

His voice was stiff: "Okay, go back to sleep."

"I don't want to stay in the castle."

"You have to have someone watching you." Xiovel was still very stiff, and his upper body could not move at all. "You fainted on the ship last time, and you almost got sick just now."

That’s because you are angry!!

Karan said: "You can put a surveillance camera on the boat."

Xiovir was embarrassed, and this posture made him more and more uncomfortable.

It's three o'clock in the morning, and there is a comfortable and warm boat next to it. Why do they have to hug and chat on the broken pier?

"There is also a child." Karan continued, "If you insist on giving birth to me, I hope to keep him by your side and raise him. I don't really like adoption... giving him up for adoption..."

Xiovir thought this was a clever idea.

Born abroad and raised by my side.

Giving the child a foreign nationality will give her more choices in future development. At the same time, the child will become a barrier around Karan, protecting her from harm with the half of her noble blood.

Siouvir said harshly: "You only have the right to choose if you live until the child is born."

Karan pushed him away instantly.

The awkward and charming atmosphere just now was gone. She threw down her coat and ran back to the old boat.

Xiovir could only pick up his coat and comfort himself - the truth is always unpleasant.

In fact, Karan was not angry with him.

She is angry with herself.

It is definitely better for a child to grow up in an ordinary family abroad than in a manor full of discrimination.

He or she is not only an involuntary result, but also an illegitimate child, a controversial hybrid between a noble and a slave.

Abroad, the possibility of this identity being exposed is a hundred times lower than at home.

Karan could not imagine how difficult it would be for a child to live here.

Now all the prejudices that Siovel had placed on her finally fell on this child, how painful that would be.

But she actually asked to keep her child by her side in this situation.

Because she hopes to protect herself through her children.

She didn't know when she became so selfish.

She hated her own weakness even more than Siouvel.

After this conversation, she and Siouvel never met again.

He seems to be busy implementing new policies, because more people have visited the manor recently.

Among them was Earl Davis.

He is Theovir's father-in-law.

Earl Davis is nearly seventy years old. He is a lively old man with a well-maintained figure and a head of thick light-colored curly hair like a lion's mane. He takes a classic car to the steps of the manor at night, and Siovel will personally

He was greeted, but Davis was respectful to him.

Recently he has been coming almost every two days.

Since his daughter Lady Tilling was not at the manor, he could only come to Siovel to discuss business matters.

Karan didn't know the inside story.

She wished she could eavesdrop, but she didn't dare go back to the castle.

Because of Davis's irregular visits, Theowell could hardly visit the slaves on the old ship.

Recently, he could only understand her daily life through a camera installed at the door of her bedroom, facing the window instead of the bed.

She gets up at around seven in the morning, reads a book, and researches school choices. She takes a two-hour nap at noon, does exercises on the deck in the afternoon, and occasionally fishes. She may not know that most of the fish she catches are ornamental fish.

Siouvel discovered that she had a mobile phone.

But he didn't plan to confiscate it just yet, because she seemed too bored.

When she appeared on camera, Siouvel had no idea.

Once she disappeared, weeds began to grow in his thoughts.

What will she be doing?

Change underwear?

Sleeping in a very disgraceful position?

Or take a sloppy and relaxing bath under the shower head?

These fictitious images weaved into webs in his mind, causing him to wake up in the most painful way every day.

"Come with me for a walk by the lake, Edmund. We haven't done that for many years."

The voice of the older man in front of him drew Xiovel's attention back.

He and Davis were in the study discussing a new ordinance, and then got distracted while flipping through the draft.

"no problem."

Of course there are problems.

Walking towards the lake from here, you will inevitably pass by the old boat.

Hopefully his little slave isn't wandering around the deck in shorts right now.

She probably won't.
To be continued...