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“I support I could, but I was going to offer my condolences.” Jaime hadn’t chosen to be betrothed to the Scottish Princess and his feelings towards the matter were complicated, tangling up the way he thought of his brother and the future. There was resentment involved, and he thought he was well equipped to sympathize with the princess.
yulia sits up, intrigued. “now, i wasn’t expecting that. thank you.” she nods her head, eyes scanning the other in front of her. “are you unhappily betrothed, as well?” something in her mind was nagging at her that that wasn’t the most polite question, but yulia wasn’t exactly know for being polite.
Chances were that you shouldn't go around telling your country's business to just anyone and Jaime knew that, but he also knew that scandals easily spread. "My brother married for love, so it's fallen to the rest of us to make the beneficial matches that he won't. I'm engaged to the Princess of Scotland." And his encounters with her family so far… hadn't been the best.













