The maid also felt awkward and could only persuade, "Your Highness, you were originally going to die by her hand. Now that Joseph V is gone, you no longer need to continue the mission. This is already a great thing for you."
"You're right," Theresa narrowed her eyes in determination, "One day I will make all those who look down on me pay the price."
The maid: "..."
"You give me some advice. I could never debase myself to curry favor with Flora."
She wanted to please her, but after so many years as a princess, she just couldn't bring herself to stoop that low.
"I think you'd better ask Mr. Murphy for advice—he is after all your tutor and still holds affection for you."
"Good!"
Theresa hurried off to find Murphy but received only two words in response.
"Political marriage."
It was a statement that struck right to the core.
