Predatory Marriage

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“In addition, I request a demonstration of confidence from Estia,” he said.

Instantly, the requests he might make and the countermeasures she might suggest sprang into her mind.
But Ishakan wasn’t done.

“I’ve heard that there’s nothing better than a marriage alliance to strengthen the solidarity between two countries.”

Leah blinked.
He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table, his chin propped in his hands.
He looked confident and fierce, his voice seductive.

“I would like to take the royal princess of Estia for my betrothed,” he whispered.
“What do you think?”

“That’s ridiculous!” shouted Finance Minister Laurent, rising from his chair.
Count Valtein caught him by his clothes and pulled him back down.

Genin and Haban, standing at attention behind Ishakan, examined the Finance Minister, and then looked back at Ishakan, tension clear despite their expressionless eyes.
Count Valtein understood what they were thinking, and under the table he kicked the Finance Minister as a warning.

Ishakan watched the interplay, untroubled.
“Isn’t this a similar condition to yours? Comparing them, they seem exactly the same.
You shouldn’t be too surprised by this.”

Extending his long fingers, he tapped the table lightly.

“Let’s end the discussion at this point for today.
I don’t think we can talk things over properly under the current conditions.
We need time to cool our heads and clear things up.
Can you schedule a second meeting for a later date?”

Leah’s whole body tensed.

“I can…do that,” she managed.

“Then, I beg you to consider everything carefully, Princess.”

Ishakan rose.
Over the course of their discussion, she had forgotten his massive figure, less noticeable while he was seated.
Now, his massive form was once again revealed.
Ishakan smiled down at her, looking intently at her for a moment, and then left the room.