11th November 1574
"They truly have some balls, don't they?"
Even though we went over this topic over and over again, I still couldn't stop being amazed at how shameless the high nobless of the senate acted. Right after hearing about my refusal, they actually told me to go back in two weeks time?
"Dear, calm down. It's not like we can do anything about it. Given the situation, we are bound to expect some resistance with our plans!"
Grasping the fingers of my left hand, Elia hugged herself to my side, most likely hoping that her warmth would help me clear my mind./
"Well, that's given."
Rather than her actions managing to shut me off, it was the meaning implied behind my wife's words. So far, I have yet to tell her my thoughts about the entire royal election thingy, ultimately leaving her in the dark about my plans of installing someone proper on the throne while remaining in the dark myself.
