Chapter 84: Peace Treaty?

"Yes, Sylvia, Lord Cedric is to marry Princess Alice Alexander of the North Continent"

"You're lying"

She scoffs. "Am I?". She chuckled slightly. "I'm married to a fat man who gets drunk and spills all their meetings like beans" she adds in disdain, eyeing Lord James from where he was laughing and drinking, she cringed before facing me back.

"This peace treaty was specially designed by the Emperor, today wasn't just about announcing Lord Cedric as the heir to the throne", she tilts her head to the side in amusement.

I swallowed hard, I didn't believe her, she had to be lying, if there was something like this then Cedric would have surely told me without hesitation.

"Still doubt me dearest Sylvia" she smirks while sipping her wine. Of course, I did, she was LYING.