
Clotildy did not want to admit it but she was really not at ease with the gaze of everyone currently fixed on her.
He could feel that all the views in this room seemed to want him gone.
He's not stupid. He knew more or less what his mother was currently facing.
His teacher Lambert once told him that sooner or later this dynasty would be rocked by enormous social currents.
The desire of the male nobles who did not want to be controlled by women was increasingly clearly felt. This is indeed only the case in the upper class because for the grassroots layer, the condition of society still follows the dominant flow of the kingdom, namely the patriarchal flow.
But of course Clotildy will not just retreat.
He stepped into the room to the place where his mother was enthroned.
"Matriarch."
He bowed respectfully to his mother.
"Clotildy, son. How are you?"
"I was like in the days before. Mother, as you instructed, Joan and I will go to our friend's territory."
Unfortunately the two of them were currently in a room that had a large audience. Otherwise, it was certain that Eugenie would hug her dear child and cry out.
Eugenie felt she was a bad mother.
The conditions currently experienced by his county were no more caused by the civil war between his daughter and his son.
How did the two children arrive at their current state?
He breathed a breath of regret.
"Mother, as you command, I will go to meet the lords."
Eugenie nodded sadly to his son.
Before his son left the room, Eugenie stood up and hugged his son. A tear ran down her cheek.
"My little girl, come back safe."
"Mother ..."
Even though Clotildy was at puberty, she knew she would always be a child in her mother's sight.
***
Even though his son was saying goodbye, Eugenie certainly still went to take his son away.
He saw a group of people riding on a horse while his son in a beautiful dress entered the carriage.
He remembered that when he had a long holiday, his son returned from the military academy. At that time, suddenly her son who looked very smooth and graceful turned into a stiff and tomboyish woman. Of course he wasn't too surprised because he had experienced something like that. But he still had to discipline his son to remain at least able to behave feminine again. Otherwise, it would be difficult for his son to get married. During that time, many efforts he did one of them forced his son to wear a long dress while in the mansion. His son certainly refused and for days they clashed before finally finishing with his victory.
The sound of a horse neighing spread its reverie. Eugenie saw the convoy start moving. The guarding soldiers had mounted their respective horses and started to step up. The flag of the nobility of Otilia was hoisted aloft. Then the military trumpet was lit and followed with military respect.
Eugenie saw her son waving with a white handkerchief to them through the window.
Eugenie who was standing in front of the mansion waved back.
After a tiring day passed, Eugenie returned to her room to rest. When he opened the door, he saw a man sleeping on his bed
This man looked ten years younger than Eugenie. In addition, the skin is very white and even much whiter than most women.
This man is none other than her husband, Philip Enrique Marchleon.
This man should have been planned to go to the capital a few days ago. But until now he has remained here. Obviously the goal is to seek support during the fief war. The county must be able to gather not only the votes of the alliance members but be able to convince the currently enthroned King of Artchania, King Theodore II to open a parliamentary meeting so as to stop the fief war that is happening.
Usually, as a bureaucracy in general, to contact a king and ask him to open a parliament meeting will take a lot of time. That was why in order to reduce the unnecessary time, Clotildy was ordered to meet the other great nobles. It aims to in addition to getting hard power support in the war, also to be able to collect soft power politically to fight in the parliament room. While Philip will go to see His Majesty to open parliament.
Debate in the parliament room is no less fierce than the arena of war. Especially as a county that is often scapegoated, this becomes a more serious thing.
In a parliamentary meeting, the Countess of Otilia would not be able to come. His arrival would be a political defeat for the county. It was none other than that she was a woman so whatever she was about to say would never be considered to have any valuable weight.
The countess realized that. So that in this condition she could only plead with her husband to go to the capital in her place.
For him this is a very embarrassing thing. Plus his wife is a strong woman so even his role as the head of the family will always be held by the wife.
But he never thought there would be a situation where his wife would meet him and bow down to him.
"Uhuk .. uhuk. Is our son gone?" ask Philip .
"Yes, he just left" Eugenie replied.
"So, sorry for my health, I can't go to the capital like you asked."
"Nothing is okay, dear. Don't worry you'll rest."
Eugeniue sat down beside the bed. She was not angry with her husband. Although he had asked even to beg Philip to go to see the king, but not a few days later Philip fell ill. The disease is said by the priest to be a disease that is most likely a hereditary disease defined as a curse-type disease. That is why the disease can appear suddenly without any symptoms. Right now Philip could only lie weakly on his bed.
Sometimes Eugenie thought whether her previous behavior had hurt her partner?
She realized for years that she had always looked down on her husband. Perhaps this was a feeling that had arisen unintentionally as a result of his destiny as a landlady.
Or maybe the seeds of misandry that he has began to be planted since he entered a society that tends to weld women.
During that time, he always changed the arrangement of civil leadership in his authority, call the position of the county chief of finance and butler for a row always given to women even if actually talking about quality, but also the position of the, more names of people are competent for the position but they are the men.
He even has a program to replace all the positions of mayor and military officials held by women.
But his plan was scrapped after the Presbhenon of Revouille issued their discretion.
The wisdom is contained in the letter whose conclusion states the prohibition of women holding important positions.
Of course it became a very deadly arrow for the matrilineal Otilia dynasty.
Although in fact the statement is also a contradiction considering some presbhenon itself led by women, for example is the Presbhenon of Fertilhall. In addition, if drawn further, 3/5 of the saint positions recognized by the Temple of Hexatheism are filled by women. But of course, as the highest authority in the county, all these contradictions are of little importance to those with interests or to fanatics.
The current of rejection especially from the nobles and temple parties began to surface
Even Eugenie, a strong and determined woman had to undo her intentions.
If this rejection only came from nobles he might still be able to endure it.
But when the temple side also started to bring out their stances, it was not a good thing to go against two great powers together.
Eugenie was of course depressed and was very unhappy about this. The failure of the policy he took showed that he had lost hegemonically.
During those times, she vented her anger on her husband.
For example, she did not even hesitate to throw her husband in public in shoes or worse, she did not allow her husband to stand as high and sit as low as him.
For the men, it was a shameful thing.
"Darling?"
Philip called out to him.
Eugenie regained consciousness from his reflection.
"What's wrong? Why are you so pensive lately?"
"Nothing nothing."
Eugenie quickly shook her head and decided to stand up.
"If you don't need anything, I'll go first. Rest."
Without waiting for Philip's reply, Eugenie immediately left and closed the door.
If remembered further, they had been married for years but they never called each one with affectionate calls except when this fief war occurred. In addition, both are rarely in the same room.
For many years Philip would sleep in another room smaller than the main room.
Whenever Eugenie took a step, she would always remember that there was no romance between her and her man.
His love story is very sad.