The Fate of Narendra Women
30. It belongs to him [REVISED]

A few years ago, at the age of Kamila the fifteenth.

A long black haired beautiful girl smiled broadly at the henna in her hands. Near the girl was Amarylis who was embroidering and Lily read a thick English book.

"Sister, is it okay if I'm married?" ask Kamila as if she is not satisfied if she does not ask him repeatedly.

Lily snorted amusedly. Diverting his eyes from the book to the little brother. "Yes, marry. I'd rather accompany Mom anyway. It's more fun raising Young Master than my son."

"So, it's weird."

"No need to think too quickly of a child." Amaryllis smiled at the two. "Wait for four or five children of Narendra to be born, only then will you get pregnant and have children."

The first child born even if not from the wife of the heir will automatically be appointed as the heir after. Therefore half Narendra will wait for some of Narendra's descendants to be born before they can have children.

In order for the first boy not to be born from half Narendra offspring and overlap.

Even so, Kamila was impatient. He continued to smile broadly until he heard the sound of bells ringing, the sign had entered at six.

Soon, Kamila jumped. "Mother, Brother, I will come to Young Master Iaros. I wanted to tell him first about this."

The expressions of the two changed somewhat, but Kamila was too excited that she ran away. Amaryllis stopped her hand, staring blankly at Kamila's trail before being shut down.

"Mother wishes Young Master would accept it too."

Lily patted her mother's shoulder. "Come, Mother. Young Master Iaros is a smart boy. If Kamila is married, then Young Master will also immediately shift her feelings and get married."

That was the naive thought of Lily and Amarilis when it came to knowing Iaros' feelings.

Although the main reason Lily let Kamila get married was so that her sister was happy and she could give up, but that was also because they knew Iaros' feelings for Kamila.

There was already a marriage offer for Iaros but he turned it down and they knew it was because of Iaros' feelings for his own sister.

Meanwhile Kamila ran up the castle steps towards the second floor, where Iaros' room was located.

"Young Master!"

Iaros looked very tired with his body drenched in sweat. But finding Kamila coming to his room without even knocking, Iaros smiled slightly. "What made you run, Kamila?"

Kamila excitedly showed off her hands. "Look, Young Master. I decorate my hands and feet."

"That's pretty." Iaros sat in the open window, letting Kamila sit next to him even though he was bare-chested.

The temperature was getting lower due to the night, but Iaros who had just returned from the training ground felt cool being caressed by the wind.

"What made you decorate it?"

Kamila smiled very antuasis. "You must be surprised. I'll get married too!"

Kamila's antacist feelings made her heedless of Iaros' empty expression.

"Mother said that the man would come in a few days. Mother said even though I was only fifteen, I could form a relationship with the man just as long as I didn't have children before you. It feels like a dream!"

Iaros's eyes suddenly died.

Be married? Wh why?

Iaros did not marry because he did not want to.

Iaros does not want another woman and only wants Kamila.

They can't be together because of rules and bloodlines, then don't have to get married to be together forever, right?

Why did Kamila even come to say she was going to get married as if she was looking forward to it so much?

No. gabe. He must have lied.

Kamila is sometimes very nosy.

"Hey." Iaros held the girl's hand. Stroked her little fingers decorated by the beautiful red dye on her white skin. "You don't need a marriage. Wh-wh-what for? You have me."

Iaros' smile gently expands and taps Kamila's fingers.

"You love to lure me to watch you, Kamila. Alright." Iaros approaching. "I'll quietly come to your room tonight. Let's sleep together and talk a lot more."

But Iaros' smile faded away as Kamila withdrew her hand as if she was fretting.

"What did you say?" say it, don't understand. "Rather than that, Young Master, what about your partner? You have to pick it up quickly too, right? You better get married before you turn eighteen."

"Camila." Iaros pulled his hand back. "Marriage is not fun. You just feel it's fun. Lily must be lying to you saying you're the one getting married. That's not possible."

Again, Kamila pulled her hand and Iaros clearly saw her risi. "Are you not happy?" ask him restlessly. "You're my best friend. Shouldn't you be happy?"

"Happy? On what? Happy withyou? Of course I'm happy. I feel—"

"I want you to be happy with my wedding." Kamila smiled. "If I get married then you get married then I'd really love to wait for your child to be born. I can't wait for the birth of my son. It might take a year or two, but I'll be patient waiting."

Iaros's hands were clenched. Can she stop saying something about marriage and child or whatever it is?

"I'm not happy." Iaros stared coldly. "Your age is fifteen years old. How do you want to get married?"

Kamila jerks. "How do you say such a thing?!"

"Did I say the wrong thing?" Iaros turned his annoyed face away. "That's it. I want to take a shower. Go to your room and rest."

Kamila is his. It was what was imprinted on Iaros' mind since he was very small.

Therefore, even though Kamila's words were upset, Iaros' brain could not understand.

It felt like he was told one plus one was three. Of course Iaros' response 'hah, of course it's two' alias deny and do not believe also do not consider important.

But when the man, the one who said he would be Kamila's real husband, appeared in the Star castle, kissing Kamila's hand until Kamila blushed, Iaros' blood bubbled.

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