Bab 328: Elia's question

15th November 1574

Rejecting the Senate's idea of joining hands with Muscovy through marriage was something that I simply had to do. Even if it was in my best interests for this solution to take place.

"I'm sorry…"

As we walked out of the Senate hall, Elia was clearly in a foul mood. Her head hanging down, her hands caressing her rounded up belly in a sign of worry.

"I have no idea what you are supposed to be sorry about."

This wasn't exactly the truth. It wasn't that hard to figure out what was plaguing my wife at this moment. But even by acknowledging that this kind of fault had any right to existence, I would already fail to act like a proper husband and lover. 

"I know that you are not really interested…. In you know what, but still. If not for me, your chances at winning would be way greater!"