northernbook Chapter 385 The Troubles of the Heirs
Chapter 385 The Troubles of the Heirs
On the outskirts of Highgarden, at Rovas Manor.
Laughter could be heard constantly from the lush green garden. After buying this luxurious manor on the outskirts of the city, the generous and magnanimous hostess held lively garden parties almost every day.
The lovely ladies were having so much fun that they let themselves go. Many of them even took off their shoes and crossed one archway decorated with flowers after another, chasing and playing in the garden. In order to fully enjoy the end of summer, they didn't care even if their feet were stained with green grass juice.
On the other side, on the croquet court, older ladies and gentlemen were divided into groups and took turns hitting the ball. Their skills might not be sophisticated, but thanks to the good atmosphere on the court, no one was really upset about the failure, and from time to time someone would make fun of themselves to win the ladies' smiles.
In the pavilion, some people were drinking and enjoying the wine specially provided for the Rovois Estate. A poet was reciting his latest hymn dedicated to the owner of the estate. However, everyone looked left and right, but could not see the owner of the estate.
Marguerite Rois, the "unique" noble lady.
The hot summer wind, carrying the aroma of wine from the garden, gently blew across the windowsill on the third floor. As the curtains swayed, a shadow standing quietly behind was outlined.
Margaret moved a few steps to get away from the naughty curtain that affected her reading of the letter. Unlike the slightly tipsy guests downstairs, Margaret's face was still as white as when the banquet started, and it was obvious that she had not drunk a drop of alcohol today.
The wall clock kept ticking clearly, and you could even hear a pin drop, which was in stark contrast to the hustle and bustle of the garden downstairs. Margaret finished reading the letter, looked back at the closed door of the study at the end of the corridor, and continued to stay quietly at the corner of the stairs, fulfilling her duties.
The fragrance of roses in the garden and the smoke of barbecue in the distance penetrated her nose, as if reminding her that this summer is about to end, and she...she is standing at this turning point, shouldering the future of her family...
"What are you thinking about?" A familiar voice came while Margaret was daydreaming, and she turned around quickly.
The door of the study finally opened. Several figures passed by her and simply bowed before hurriedly going downstairs. The person who stayed to talk to her was the one who -
"Her Highness Catherine." Margaret saluted with a smile.
Catherine walked to Margaret and pulled open the swinging curtains with her white-gloved hands, and the corridor was suddenly filled with sunlight.
"You didn't like wearing these ornaments before." Margaret glanced at Catherine's hands and smiled and chatted.
"Lilith said that flying high should pay attention to sun protection..." Although Catherine did not understand, she still accepted the gift from Lilith. She had just hurried over to discuss matters, and only realized after Margaret reminded her that she had been so busy that she had not had time to take off her gloves.
"Ms. Lilith's ideas are still so different." There was a hint of envy in Margaret's smile, which was caught by Catherine.
"You are worried, Margaret."
As her right-hand man, Catherine thought she should pay more attention to him. She leaned on the windowsill. The bright sunlight shone into her gray eyes, turning them into amber, which looked breathtaking. No one could lie under these eyes, at least Margaret.
"Just some household matters." Margaret smiled and waved the thick letters in her hand. Starting this year, her father's correspondence with her became more frequent. Now he would discuss major events with her. She also began to gradually understand the family business of Rovasbourg.
"The interesting thing is that before this, I had no idea where the meat on my table came from." Margaret laughed, "I seem to have finally become..."
"Heir?" Catherine's eyes also showed a smile. She was really happy about the change that happened to Margaret. "You are the heir, Margaret."
"That's what Miss Lilith said at the beginning. The longer I stay in Highgarden, the more I find Miss Lilith's foresight admirable." Margaret covered her heart and sighed sincerely.
Catherine said nothing, but just looked at her and smiled.
Seeing her like this, Margaret could only sigh again and spread out the folded letter in her hand. Unexpectedly, the roll of manuscript was so long that it hung directly to the floor.
"Even the heir can't escape it, isn't it the same for you, Your Highness?" Margaret sighed and showed her personal letter to Catherine. "The following are all the 'appropriate' marriage partners chosen by my father for me."
Perhaps it was because the last escape from marriage brought too much shock to Baron Rouvois, or perhaps it was because he knew that his daughter now had the support of the Crown Prince, Baron Rouvois finally did not dare to act recklessly again. He believed that he had carefully selected his current marriage partner, and he sent all the information together in this letter.
Catherine looked at the long list of people and felt a little amused.
"Yeah, I can't escape it either." It's just that Margaret is a few years older than her, so the public pressure she faces is much greater than hers.
"What do you think, Margaret?" Catherine picked up the scroll and glanced at it.
"To be honest, I am a little hesitant." Margaret looked conflicted. "I think I need a marriage now."
This answer surprised the princess a little, and she raised her eyebrows and looked at Margaret.
"My current situation... has somewhat affected my work." Margaret looked distressed.
"You know, I'm already an adult. People of my age have already gotten married, and some are even mothers of multiple children. But I... the parents of those young ladies don't want them to have much contact with a maverick like me, fearing that they will be influenced by me... But if they are more mature noble ladies, they think it's hard to have common topics with an unmarried lady like me."
She began to be gradually isolated from different circles, which was definitely a very bad situation for an intelligence worker. Because of this, Margaret began to seriously consider whether to enter into marriage to better integrate into the collective.
"Sorry... I didn't expect it was because of this." After being surprised, Catherine felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.
Before this, she really thought that she had created a new way of life for some girls as Lilith said. Looking at Margaret's glamorous and capable appearance now, she was even a little complacent in her heart. However, she did not expect that Margaret was still trapped in these rotten and old quagmires, struggling to move forward.
"Margaret, if you want to consider marriage because of work, then I don't support it." Catherine thought for a moment and expressed her thoughts. "Although... I don't know what a truly happy marriage is like, but I understand that marriage should not be a compromise that has to be made for work. It should be based on sincere feelings and the harmony of two souls."
She took off her gloves, stepped forward and shook Margaret's hand. "Compromise is not your style, Margaret. Have you forgotten how you came all the way to Highgarden?"