The King was so happy at those words that he needed his sheer willpower to prevent himself from openly gloating. He didn't want to lose someone of Varegrave's calibre, but as too often happened, his wife was right.
Showing leniency after a major blunder in times of crisis, would be regarded as another sign of weakness from the Crown. Unless of course they had a good reason for it. That good reason had just been served to King Meron on a silver platter.
- "Seems that I have lost a battle, but in the end, I have won the war, dear Sylpha." He rejoiced via their mind link.
"We cannot deny our saviour's request. It would be impolite beyond reason."
Sylpha mind grunted, she had been looking forward to Varegrave's execution.
