Sakuramoria

Futaba remained silent for a while, studying the bald beggar's face. Just now, he calmly admitted, spreading his hands and picking at his ear, to spreading false rumors and organizing an assassination attempt on the queen, staging a terrorist attack, taking a group of underage schoolchildren hostage, and, to top it off, beheading the kingdom. In any normal country, they would have long since skinned him and thrown him to the hungry dogs, even if he weren't a bastard, but a direct heir to the throne, but apparently, such things were commonplace in the Starling family, or perhaps the old man had mentally retired so much that even such events no longer bothered him.
- I see that you are a man of action," the queen said, refraining from loud accusations and judgmental statements. "Did it ever occur to you that maybe this was too much? Did you simply carry out the orders without any doubts? Who gave the orders?"

— By my brother, Caladium. But don't jump to conclusions; I wouldn't do uninteresting work, so it's not that I'm just following orders like a soldier, okay? Now, let's go over it in order... The students went with me of their own free will; apparently, they trusted a stranger more than their president and classmate, heh. The workers... No one forced them to attack you, and looking at the gifts you were giving to your peers, you could say that there was no lie in my words. Thirdly... Well, I admit, I'm to blame for the rose hip incident. I just wanted to see what kind of woman you are and what your relationship with your father is. If he had mistreated you, maybe you would have killed him in your sleep, but apparently not. They say that love knows no age! — He raised his fist approvingly. — Congratulations, father, you found a good woman! Loving, strong, and, most importantly, capable of bearing healthy offspring!
— You're right," the king seemed to ignore the information about the rose hip, or for some reason, he didn't consider this event important, — there is no better woman in this world than Futaba, and there will never be.
— Oh, that's so sweet, father," Taxonomy smiled, — but still, allow me to express some dissatisfaction with your behavior.
— Oh? What's that about?
— In my humble opinion, you should have invited all family members to your wedding; then this misunderstanding would not have occurred, the competition would not have suffered, and the innocent would not have suffered either.

It seems that the conversation began to veer slightly in a different direction.