On October 8, the weather was very clear.

Although it was already late autumn and dew appeared at night, someone took to the streets early as dawn.

This day was the first day one month after the death of the former King of Naples Ferdinand. According to the canon, from this day on, the entire Kingdom of Naples finally ended the one-month-long national mourning, and all life was about to return to its original state.

Although for most people, life was not greatly affected by Ferdinand's death, the word "national mourning" still lingers in people's hearts. During this period, even the most unrestrained people would be somewhat restrained.

Of course, some people are exceptions.

At least in the aristocratic circle of Naples, rumors about the young lords of Agri were jealous of women and people. And for many people, this fact can provide them with too many topics. And because both parties are very talkative, this topic once became a hot topic in the aristocratic circle of Naples.

Many people know what kind of person the uncle of the little Cordoba was. If Gonzalo of Aragon was an arrogant and bold guy, I believe no one would think it was too much.

And Agri's young lord doesn't seem that simple. Although he seems to be just an enviable landlord so far, this young man also has a hot uncle in Naples.

This made many people seem to see a good show about to be staged. Although they are generally not optimistic about the young Gombre, this aroused their curiosity to watch the funeral, because people really wanted to see the young man who dared to challenge the authority of the future king at Ferdinand's funeral, how did he challenge the Supreme Emperor of Naples without knowing how to fight against the emperor of Naples this time.

Even Frederick wanted to see the hateful Gombrey being defeated in front of Gonzalo.

Of course, Frederick was not a tolerant and generous person. He had never forgotten Alexander's unreasonableness to him for a day. However, on the eve of his upcoming succession, Frederick didn't want to have any accidents because of a small person, but there was always a thorn in his heart that kept stimulating his nerves, so that whenever he heard news about that Gombrey, he would be embarrassed all day because he was in a bad mood.

Until he heard that Kombre actually fought with Gonzalo's nephew, Frederick's mood suddenly improved.

This is because, based on his knowledge of Gonzalo, Frederick knew that the proud and arrogant Aragonese would never allow a young boy to insult Cordoba's family so casually, even if he didn't like his nephew at all.

Frederick could even imagine how he would teach the little Sicilian bastard who offended him after Gonzalo came. Although seriously, this might make Naples a little embarrassed, Frederick was still willing to see such a result.

Because he was in a good mood, Frederick liked everything much, and even the meeting of former queen Joanna did not make him feel bored as usual.

When Joanna asked for a meeting, Frederick was very disgusted because every time the woman would make a request, it made Frederick want to shout at her: "Wake up, do you think you are the queen of Naples? Your mad husband is already dead."

And this time, although Joanna made the same request, it surprised Frederick a little, and even felt a little secretly happy.

"Go to meet the Pope? Pray for the soul of Ferdinand to receive the blessing of the Pope?" Frederick was a little surprised. He didn't know why Joanna suddenly wanted to leave Naples. Although this was something he wanted, the former queen suddenly left when he was about to be crowned, which made him worried that he would be criticized. "Why can't you go later? Although I also hope that through the prayer of the Pope, my poor nephew's soul can be peaceful and blessed, but is this a bit too sudden?"

"I believe this is what my husband wants me to do." Joanna's expression was calm. A month had finally made her gradually accept the fact that her husband was dead. Now Naples no longer belonged to her, especially when Frederick was crowned and his fierce wife returned, Joanna knew that her situation would only be more embarrassing.

"But it's still a bit hasty," Frederick wanted to make his tone look gentle, but after only a little effort, he gave up. "Since you have decided that I will not stop you, after all, this is praying for peace for Ferdinand's soul, which is pious and praiseworthy." Frederick said a few words and finally asked in a tentative tone, "So when are you going to set off? I think I can still provide you with some help. After all, as Ferdinand's uncle, I have an obligation to take care of you."

Listening to Frederick's generous tone of alms, Joanna tried her best to suppress the anger and sorrow in her heart. She secretly calmed down her mood and continued, "Your Highness, I am very grateful for your generosity and kindness, but I have already obtained too much. Now please let me take away only a trace of the soil of Naples that my husband gave for everything during his lifetime. If I can get this grace, I will always be grateful to you, Your Majesty."

Hearing the title of Your Majesty, Frederick's face suddenly flushed. Although his breathing was a little rapid, he tried his best to calm himself down. Then he stretched out his hand and said softly: "If this is your request, how could I not agree? May God bless you and my children. I believe that your piety will also move God, and Ferdinand's soul will definitely be peaceful."

Joanna slowly knelt down. When she kissed Frederick's back of her hand, she felt her cold lips touching a red iron block, and the heat even made her body tremble.

Until he watched Joanna retreat silently, Frederick always kept the elder's smile, but the queen's figure had just disappeared outside the door. Frederick could no longer bear it, and slapped his hands hard with excitement, making a crisp "pop" sound.

Joanna walked out of the palace with a gloomy face, and the entourage beside her dared not speak. They could see that the queen was in a bad mood, and it would not be too much to describe it as bad.

A group of cavalry roared past in the distance, watching the bright black mourning flags that had already removed the leading, fluttering in the wind, Joanna seemed to be irritated by the overly gorgeous color. She stopped and closed her eyes and stood for a while before she instructed the people next to her: "Go back and prepare, we will leave this country soon."

Since Ferdinand's funeral, Joanna moved out of the New Castle and moved into the old palace of Naples before. Although it was obviously not as comfortable as New Castle, Joanna felt that it was much more comfortable than watching Frederick and his arrogant followers all day long.

Since he had already made plans to leave, Joanna naturally made some preparations in advance. She just walked in the yard and watched the servants pack up the not-so-rich cages. The former queen couldn't help feeling sad again.

Although the Netherlands named Groningen generously waived a large debt, Joanna's life was still not easy. There were many people around her, and the queen's show was still necessary, all of which required money. And as long as you think about the various expenses along the way, Joanna would have a headache.

The former queen, like her husband, is not good at managing finances, and in order to maintain decentness after her husband died, Joanna had to spend a lot of money to support the scene, which made her feel that life was getting harder and harder.

Looking at the mess in front of him, Joanna couldn't help but flash the figure of the young man named Gombrey.

Joanna regretted it a little.

Regarding the young nobleman, she had heard about him from others, among which the food he brought to Naples and the rumor that he had clashed with Gonzalo's nephew for a bohemian woman, which gave Joanna some knowledge of why when she sent someone to send a message for that Groningen, Alexander was so cold and seemed extremely alienated when she gave her the loan note.

But she never understood why Alexander had such a big reaction, especially when she heard that the bohemian woman was actually just an unemployed child or even a mute, Joanna was even a little annoyed.

She felt that Alexander was simply unreasonable to her for such a woman, and even an insult to her as the Queen of Naples.

But now she couldn't help but admit that she began to think of the young man, or simply said that she thought of his money. When she thought that she could have received more help from him, she lost her result just because of a woman. Joanna couldn't help but be very upset about her previous recklessness.

But she was even more angry that she had fallen to this point. Thinking about the fact that as the queen of Naples, Joanna felt an indescribable sense of humiliation when she wanted to live with others' eyes.

A follower hurriedly walked over the messy things on the ground to the queen, he hesitated for a moment, and then whispered: "Your Majesty, a woman asked for your summons, and she said she brought the message from Groningen."

Joanna was slightly stunned. The creditor of Ferdinand left a deep impression on her. Although she had never seen that person before, Joanna could vaguely feel that that person was not simple, at least few people could be so generous.

Just looking at the entourage's silence, Joanna knew that things might not be that simple.

"A woman?"

"Yes, your majesty," said the entourage with some anxiety. "The woman is very famous in Naples. She knows many people. The Gmbrey of Agri was in conflict with Little Cordoba at her home."

"A prostitute?!"

Joanna finally understood who the woman the follower was talking about was. Anger suddenly surged on her face. The huge sense of humiliation made her want to order someone to drive the woman out of her palace immediately.

But in the end she didn't do that. She remembered that the woman was sent by Groningen, which forced her to take it seriously.

"Let that woman come to see me," Joanna felt that her voice was hard when she said this, and she didn't even dare to look at the entourage looking at her. "I'm just waiting for her here."

The follower bowed and left, while Joanna tried to straighten her back. She felt that if she wanted to see the woman in the room, she would definitely do something regrettable because she couldn't stand the huge humiliation.

When Mrs. Orgala appeared outside the yard, Joanna's expression had completely recovered. She looked at the woman who had walked far away and was signaled to stop by her followers. After she bowed her knees, the queen asked coldly: "So you are here to send a letter to Groningen?"

"Yes, your majesty," Orgala bowed respectfully, and said, "My master Hubert of Groningen has brought me apologies to you. He apologized for the misunderstanding that you have caused with Lord Agrigombre. In order to make up for this mistake, my master is willing to make some compensation for you in exchange for your forgiveness."

Joanna looked at Orgala in surprise. She didn't expect that this famous prostitute in Naples would come for this matter, and this aroused her curiosity.

Although she didn't know what happened, it was obvious from Alexander's cold attitude that he had no good feelings for Groningen, but then Alexander took out the loan note, which was undoubtedly given to him by Groningen.

Now Groningen sent this woman to make up for the misunderstanding between herself and Gombre, and Joanna couldn't help but wonder what the Groningen was going to be.

"Your Majesty, my master wants me to send you a message," Orgala saluted Joanna again. She knew very well what she looked like in the young widow's heart. Perhaps in the eyes of this former queen, even the cats and dogs she raised were nobler than her, but Orgala didn't care about these things. A sarcasm flashed in her eyes with her head down. In fact, she could only think that this queen, who seemed to be glamorous on the outside, might not be more dignified than a prostitute. "It is said that Lord Gumbrey will soon be traveling to the north."

"Gombrey is going to the north?" Joanna was a little surprised at first. She didn't know what Groningen had sent this woman to tell her about this, but then she felt a little moved in her heart and guessed the purpose of the person. She pondered for a moment, and then asked, "So do you know when he will leave?"

"It shouldn't be too late," Orgala smiled slightly. As the most popular woman in Naples, she sometimes even knew earlier than her master. "It is said that Count Modilo intends to let his nephew leave Naples before the crown."

Joanna smiled a little, and she agreed with Orgala's words. Perhaps many people would think that Modillo's attempt to send Alexander out of Naples at this time was indeed the smartest move.

If the Earl and Frederick had a conflict, everyone could still accept it, because this was the tradition of years of grudges between the entire Modillo family and the royal family.

But if it were Alexander, Frederick would never tolerate a young man from the Modilo family challenging his dignity.

Joanna waved her hand and signaled that Orgala was closer to her, and then thought for a while and said, "Since that's the case, you can express your greetings to Gombre of Agri. If it's convenient, you can tell him, and I may leave Naples to meet the Pope in the near future."

"I am willing to serve you, my Majesty." Orgala bowed respectfully.

Watching Orgala leave, Joanna breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Orgala brought her good news, she was still not used to getting along with this woman. Now that she had left, Joanna's mood immediately became much more relaxed because of the good news.

Although it is not clear why Groningen helped her ease her relationship with Alexander, Joanna knew that her embarrassment would soon improve, and this alone made her willing to agree to any conditions for the Netherlands.

It was much easier for Orgala to visit Alexander. However, when she came to the villa in the Mid-mountain, she saw Sophia, who was struggling to put a finely crafted small armor on her body with the help of two strong maids, Orgala couldn't help but smile inexplicably.

The armor was made by Alexander based on Sophia's figure, but it was Ruosha who really made him spend the money.

When she saw Sophia's armor that was as delicate as a work of art, Sophia's big eyes immediately narrowed. She was first angry by Ruosha's showing off, and then Alexander felt that his life was starting to become difficult.

He couldn't breathe a sigh of relief until he had to agree to build a set of armor for Sophia.
Chapter completed!