"It was indeed feasible."
Talulah nodded and began to analyze the matter seriously. "If we merely constructed a dream where Robin married you, Qianyi, Sunday might be unable to accept it at first when he experienced it. But afterward, he might come to terms with it and accept it. For your brother, your marriage would not shatter him beyond recovery. If it brought you happiness, he might even bless you wholeheartedly. But if this marriage were filled with misfortune—if you became the other woman, or the one who was abandoned—then that soul-piercing pain would be the key to breaking the cage of his obsession."
"Mm, Seele, what do you think?"
Among the friends Robin had met earliest in the group, aside from Qianyi, this quiet and capable girl was the one she trusted most.
"I do not really understand these things, but since everyone thinks it will work, I trust everyone's judgment."
Seele absentmindedly curled a lock of hair around her fingertip, then softly added, "Anyway, this is just an act for your brother to see. No matter how you put it, it is only a dream. When the show ends and the dream fades, everything will be over. It is not such a big deal, right?"
She had long grown used to marriages that existed only in name.
After all, the last person to perform a similar script was Talulah, who was standing beside her right now.
A few months ago, on the Terra Continent, in order to successfully take control of Ursus and Victoria and obtain legitimate succession rights to their thrones, Qianyi had entered into a nominal marriage with Talulah.
It was called a marriage, but there had been no wedding and nothing else had happened. They had simply released a news announcement saying they were married,