Chapter 1091: You Marry Me? No, I Want to Marry You!
"So you've already sent out the delegation for proposing?" Deathly Black Mist enveloped the area, and Ferdinand's massive corpse ghost form appeared, terrifying as ever, yet it hadn't actually frightened anyone.
"Yes."
"Isn't that a bit hasty?"
"It's not hasty," Muria's expression was extraordinarily calm, "The outcome has been predetermined."
"Are you so sure that the Crimson King will accept your proposal?" Ferdinand was somewhat puzzled, unable to comprehend where his son got such mysterious confidence from.
So confident, indeed, in affirming that a similarly young and powerful ruler would agree to become his partner.
"Of course, I have that much confidence; otherwise, I wouldn't have dismissed the proposing delegation."
"But what if you are rejected?"
"There's no 'if,' she won't reject me," Muria lifted his head, staring down his biological father, who had descended into this world, exerting immense pressure on him.