Igor made a half-shrug with one shoulder. "I could not stop her if I tried. And if I had, she would've made our lives miserable. As long as I know all children coming from her womb are of my blood-line, then what she does is none of my business." It seemed like the most logical course.
He fell silent, thinking about his sons - the only good things that came out of his marriage. He missed them so much, and then he got to thinking about how he missed his home... and then quickly snapped out of it before his memories brought down his mood. He took her hand and hoisted himself to his feet.
"You have a keen interest in the Russian Court," Igor observed, humorously. "Why is that?"