Within the capital of the German Empire Linde and Adela, the two empresses were sitting in a room, having a civil discussion. It had been some time since the dynamic duo had been on their honeymoon. Yet Adela could remember that last night as clear as day. Her hands trembled as she recalled the lustful stare that the filthy savage had as he held her hostage. If not for Berengar, she likely would have suffered a fate worse than death.
Linde, on the other hand, was much more relaxed as she took a sip from her coffee. She had much life and death encounters in her life, even before she hooked up with Berengar. She was a tool of intrigue for her father, and had risked her safety time and again to spy on Lothar's enemies. Thus, the experience was not as terrifying for her as it was for Adela.
