Chapter 113: Chapter 12: The Matchmake

Eddy Rovski's POV

"What?! No, father, I will do no such things," I said as I was looking at my father, King of Hungary, King Peter, as he was looking outside the window after he dropped the bomb on me.

"You have to do it, Ed. This is the duty for our people," he said as he turned to look at me. I scoffed as I was crossing my hands in front of my chest.

"Well, riddle me this. Did you marry mum for the sense of duty?" I asked as I was staring at him. He turned to look at me with his piercing grey eyes. It was the distinguishing feature of us, the Rovski.

"Yes, of course, I did,"

"But you love your wife, correct?" I pressured him.

"Yes, we have known each other for quite some time before we married each other," he replied as I threw my hands up in the air.

"There you go. You married mum because you love her, not because you had a sense of duty with her,"