In a Political Marriage, Isn’t It Normal to Treat Your Fiancée Well? - Chapter 5

On a pleasantly warm spring day.

That baron’s daughter was disposed of. The newspapers listed her cause of death as illness, but no noble actually believes that. Incidentally, her family’s barony has been abolished as well.

“I heard the sons have been sent to a hospital in the countryside with good air for medical recuperation due to illness.”

“They weren’t disposed of?”

“According to someone who works there, it’s convalescence in a scenic location. They say specialist doctors provide round-the-clock support.”

It seems mere disposal wasn’t satisfying enough.

To do that to one’s own sons.

Or is it precisely because they were his own sons?

“A marquis reportedly lamented, ‘With such good lineage and education, why did it come to this?’… which appears to be why they weren’t disposed of.”

I suppose they want to investigate the cause and apply it to future prevention?

Quite a difficult matter.

No matter how excellent the education, fools can still be born.

And sometimes during education, strange ideologies can take hold.

This incident was just that extraordinary.

Enough that the royal family had to intervene on a large scale.

My new engagement was also decided under the royal family’s leadership.

Perhaps it was considering the power balance among nobles. Or the royal family’s schemes.

Either way, I have no right of refusal.

My new fiancée is from the most distinguished of distinguished families.

The daughter of Marquis Landolt.

The daughter of the Landolt marquis house, currently the most influential in the kingdom.

The approach came directly from the royal family immediately after my engagement with Lady Sophia was dissolved. One can only think they were waiting for this. This must be something like making a preparatory move regarding the resolution of the wetland issue? Otherwise, I can’t imagine they’d serve up such a big fish on a silver platter.

She’s the current queen’s younger sister, no less.

One can understand the royal family’s enthusiasm.

“A splendid match with an excellent young lady. Well done.”

“Indeed. She’s the complete opposite type from Lady Sophia.”

“Quite so.”

Merlein gives a wry smile.

The first meeting with the Marquis Landolt’s daughter concluded successfully, and our marriage was decided for six months later.

Red hair and gray eyes.

The Marquis Landolt’s daughter, who gives the impression of an enchanting beauty, seems completely unlike someone just one year older than Lady Sophia.

Though I know one shouldn’t judge by appearances, her quick-witted responses make conversation enjoyable. Yes, this is how conversation should be. This verbal back-and-forth with my future wife was unexpectedly pleasant.

“By the way, Lord Arslan. Our house also has a mercantile aspect.”

Her smiling appearance is elegant, yet gives a sense of shrewdness.

In this aspect too, she’s the complete opposite of Lady Sophia.

What could possibly have displeased her previous fiancé about this beautiful and intelligent marquis’s daughter?

Her former fiancé was one of the men ensnared by that baron’s daughter.

He must have had terrible taste in women.

I don’t know about other men, but to me she’s a most desirable woman.

With her, I believe we can build a good marital relationship.

I had something close to certainty about this premonition.