"What is it?"
My phantom self asked, hearing my curse.
I ignored it, reading the paragraph two more times before facepalming myself.
It was one of the most well-known cliches in existence(my memories) - arranged marriages between the children of allied families to strengthen political bonds.
I wasn't worried about it since I was already dead now. But...
Based on Mother's letter, those records I read, a coincidental encounter with Viremont's daughter, and now this...
I knew what they meant, and that's why I was reacting like this.
Damn it!
I didn't really like this trope, and yet, I was already involved in one. Well, it was always like this from the moment I woke up, and maybe so, I was becoming used to it. But, can't I have a normal life for once?
"Hmm..."
I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself from overreacting. Wasn't I 'dead' now anyway? There is no way such arrangements would still be valid.
But then...
What happens then?
That was the real question.
