The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Titus' gaze was dark as he spoke coolly, "The worst thing to do in disputes between dynasties is to seek petty revenge. It ignores the big picture, causing more friction and obstructing any attempts at alliances. Snorting, Titus continued, "But I'm not the same. What I'm doing is to set my chess pieces in my place and wait to make my move. As for Sif, even if she succeeded, all she'd manage is to exile the Turnbulls from Morhen. And is that really a cause for worry for them?"

Luigi the steward was actually confused. "But they're one of the Four Families of Morhen now. If they're exiled, wouldn't they lose the title?"

"Wrong."

Titus smirked. "The strength of the Four Families of Morhen is more than what you see. Let's take the Lawrences for instance their Morhen residence is dilapidated and neglected, but you'd be naive if you claim that they are not one of the four."

Looking up, Titus' gaze appeared distant. "Each of the Four Families embodies horrific strength, which not everyone can see. If anything, my father punished me not because I was wrong, but because I failed! The deed doesn't matter-the outcome is everything."

"I'd taken everything about the Turnbulls into account." Titus sighed. "But I failed to predict the variable that is Frank Lawrence. That is why I failed-do you understand now?"

the difference between Sif and Titus, he murmured, "B-But

us Lionhearts would form their core leadership after Glen Turnbull's death. We

leveling an impassive look at Luigi, Titus asked, "Do you understand now? What Sif did was incurably stupid.

any blame entirely on Sif, and deliver her

"What..."

but could not do it out of sentiment. "That's the body

said bluntly, waving him off and returning his attention to his

in with a bow