Roger glanced at Count Pedro on the other end of the long table.

Uraka seemed to notice Roger's small movements, and she put her body over and whispered to Roger.

"I won't marry Count Pedro. Now I'm just a superior and subordinate relationship, and maybe a little pure friendship."

Roger distracted himself as much as possible, and he didn't want to act like a pervert in front of the children.

He heard the bard in the corner singing a hymn about the hero Sid:

"People only saw swords and guns flying up and down,

Many shields were pierced,

Many pieces of armor were torn,

Many white flags were stained with blood.

Many unowned horses were running wildly.

The Moors shouted: ‘Mohammed!’

Christians shouted: ‘'Saint Jacob!’”

Uraka handed over the wine glass to toast Roger.

Her cheeks were red, her eyes were as charming as silk, and the red wine overflowed from the edge of the cup as it swayed.

She put down her wine glass, and her white and tender hands, dipped in the wine, seemed to accidentally pass through her chest.

A drop of bright red flowed into the deep ravines, leading his eyes into the bottomless abyss.

Although Roger swallowed the wine, he felt his mouth was dry and his tongue was dry.

The woman in front of him teased him again and again, but he was not a Taoist monk, so how could he not be affected?

Roger felt an electric current running up and down in his spine, stimulating that the muscles in his body became tight and loose, loose and tight.

But he knew that this woman didn't love him, nor even her lover who sat opposite her.

She doesn't love anyone.

Maybe she had love, but it should have passed away with her ex-husband.

She can now marry someone she doesn't like, climb onto the bed of a strange man, and flirt with other men in front of her lover.

For the sake of her benefit, she dares to do anything now.

She is not a woman, she is just a political animal who is keen on controlling power.

Roger thought, a mature, charming and charming political animal.

Roger was worried that he would not be able to control himself if he continued to be so ambiguous.

So he offered praise and led to the topic.

"Your Majesty, your warriors of Castile are extremely brave.

"I believe that with your cooperation with Alfonso, the liberation movement will be completed and the Arabs are about to be driven out of Iberia."

Uraca smiled and accepted Roger's praise for all the Castile warriors.

She is very proud of Castilla's history:

"Castilia was originally just a county in the eastern part of the Kingdom of Leon on the war-torn Iberian Peninsula.

"Later, the Kingdom of Leon weakened, Castilla gained independence, and it continued to revive the land occupied by the Arabs and gradually grew into a country.

"Later, Leon and Castilla formed the United Kingdom through marriage.

“The stronger Castilla dominates the United Kingdom and leads the revival movement throughout the Iberian Peninsula.

"All this cannot be done without the heroic dedication of the soldiers.

"Our Castile royal family never treats warriors who are willing to give their loyalty.

“No matter where he comes from, no matter what his identity is, no matter what he has done before.

"For example, Henry, son of the Duke of Burgundy from the Cape family, and Raymond, son of the Count of Burgundy from the Ivreya family.

“Neither of them are the eldest sons and cannot inherit the title.

"Henry and Raymond are relatives, and they came to the Iberian Peninsula together to serve my father, King Alfonso VI of Castia.

"They fought against the Arabs under my father and made many military achievements, so they were both attracted by my father and became his son-in-law.

"Raymond married me and was named the Count of Galiciabel.

"Henry married Teresa, the illegitimate daughter born to her father and an Arab woman, and was named the Earl of the B. Portugal."

Roger was dazzled and confused when he heard it. Two poor boys who had been together married the princess and reached the peak of their lives. This kind of thing was actually true.

And if you remember correctly, the Berlins of Portugal and the Kingdom of Castile should be the predecessors of Portugal and Spain in later generations.

He thought that before reading novels, he thought that the story of the loser counterattacking the white and rich beauty was not very real, but he didn't expect that the real history was more exaggerated than the novel.

Uraka's voice was bewitching: "So we, Castilla, welcome anyone who can help us.

"As long as he is willing to support me, I will give him what he wants, such as land, wealth, such as me..."

Roger didn't want to put the topic on his head again, and he felt that he should remind Uraka of the fact that the married woman was married.

"What is your Majesty going to do with the relationship between King Alfonso of Aragon and Naval in the United Kingdom of Naval and you?"

"I have written a letter to the Pope. According to the regulations of the Holy See, blood relatives within seven generations cannot be married. The Pope will dissolve my marriage with Alfonso. I will be single."

Roger thought, it was such an excuse. Didn’t you know that both parties were blood relatives within seven generations before getting married?

The key point is that Alfonso agreed at that time that “Alfonso Raymond, the eldest son of Uraka, who returned to Uraka’s kingdom after marriage.”

Now Alfonso has repented, so the foundation of the two people's marriage has been destroyed. This is the fundamental reason why Uraka wants to divorce.

The bard in the corner was singing:

"Donna Himena, my good wife,

I love you as much as I love myself.

I will travel far, but you stay here,

The separation of life is obvious.”

Uraka seemed a little hot. She tidied her clothes, and the charm of a mature woman made the temperature in the hall rise.

Roger's sensitive little ears heard the sound of Earl Pedro swallowing.

Roger looked away and he focused on the table, and the Burgos blood sausage was very satisfied with him.

So Roger turned his head and asked the servant how to make blood sausage.

The servant said that the blood sausage was made with Iberian pork as the main raw material.

The servant introduced that this pig was fed with acorns and chestnuts, so its meat was very delicious.

Roger praised the taste.

After chatting with the servant for a few words, Roger felt that the temperature in the hall had returned to normal.

He turned around and sat upright and continued to eat and drink.

The bard sang in the corner of the wall the scene of Sid saying goodbye to his wife and daughter:

"The beautiful bearded man stretched out his hands at this time,

Holding a pair of daughters in your arms,

Let them press tightly against their chests—

How much he loves them!

With a long sigh, tears were already flowing in my eyes."

"There are no parents in this world who don't love their children!" Uraka started another topic, "Dear Roger, what do you think of my daughter Sangcha?"

Uraka restored her kingly demeanor and began to introduce Roger to her eldest daughter, Princess Sang-chan.

She seemed to have forgotten that she had introduced it.

"A beautiful white swan perfectly inherits your national character."

Sang Cha's face turned red, her eyelashes trembled slightly, like a budding rose, swaying gently in the morning breeze with dew.

"Sangcha, please entertain the Lord Roger, Earl of Sicily, and make sure to enjoy our distinguished guests. I think you are of the same age and should have many of the same hobbies."

Roger felt that Uraka seemed to have adjusted his strategy.
Chapter completed!