Dangerous Fiancee

Chapter 129

Of course, Jed couldn't bring himself to say something as far as that. It was not because he did not regret it, but because he had already a sense of guilt that would come after he admitted it. He even wanted to beat himself hard for that.

Eckart was his closest friend in the world, with whom he grew up with before the emperor could learn how to walk. Although he didn't know why their parents made sure that they both grew together, there was a clear reason why Jed trusted and followed Eckart now.

Eckart was a great prince. In Jed's eyes, there was no other legitimate ruler than Eckart during his time, and he was also the only ruler who could rule Aslan most fairly and greatly. Rather than living the life of a wealthy and peaceful bystander only for himself, Jed had firm conviction in the emperor that allowed him to be his close advisor, thus facing the harsh political realities.

Jed thought it was his destiny to assist Eckart, Emperor Frei VII, to go down as one of the most successful rulers in Aslan's history. Eckart also expected him to carry out his job accordingly. Jed tried to do everything for the emperor. He gave all the wealth of his family and his personal loyalty to Eckart. He was proud of the fact that he was the emperor's close advisor in any place, so he sometimes did not hesitant to give him bitter advice.

Therefore, he had no regrets about what he had done today.

There was no chance that Eckart wished he would regret it. As Eckart knew why Jed had given him such advice, he would not resent Jed. Of course, Jed was not sure if Eckart really wanted to hear his advice in his capacity as his advisor.

"Mom, I sometimes feel something disrespectful. What if Eckart had not been born in the imperial family, but in a normal noble family?"

Jed suddenly wondered what he really wanted to tell Eckart as his closest advisor.

"What if the emperor had grown up under the love of his parents without any threat to his life, failing and making mistakes like everyone else, crying and laughing freely as he wished and getting more accustomed to trust others rather than dwell in suspicion and wariness?"

Jed was suddenly choked with tears, so he breathed in quickly.

Everyone did their best, nobody did anything wrong, but no one was completely happy.

When his hope was small, Eckart did not know if it was painful enough. It was a time when it was better for him to aim for a larger goal as an excuse as he was obsessed with merely surviving.

He had no choice but to feel the desire for the empire and the imperial family as well as the power and honor more than his personal desires.

Jed suddenly thought that perhaps his advice was the best excuse to force Eckart to sacrifice things without a sense of guilt.

In fact, it wasn't Eckart who trapped himself inside the iron wall, but everyone around him, including himself.

"If Eckart had been born into a noble man's family, it may be a great loss to this empire, but I think he may have been happier than he is now."

"Jed."

"If that's the case, I think I could have chatted with him or advised him about love instead of that rubbish talk about politics."

The countess pitifully looked at her son's drooped shoulders.

"Don't blame yourself."

She put her wrinkled hands silently on the back of his trembling hands.

"Assumption is meaningless in history. No one knows who will be happier as the son of an ordinary noble family or as the successor of the Frey family. It is only God who makes us choose only one out of tens of millions of lives."