Five days had passed since the fall of the Lioness Kingdom.
Inside a simple, yet beautiful estate standing near the edge of Venta town, a blonde girl was sitting at the edge of a long table, facing around a dozen knights divided into two neat rows.
The knights kept talking amongst themselves all day, while the girl could only listen in silence.
"Princess Gwenneth, here are all the reports we received regarding each of the nobles." The knight who sat the closest to her spoke.
From the 359 noble families of the Lioness Kingdom, 70% had accepted Cantiaci as the ruler of their land and only a few dozen families dared to speak of their loyalty to the Lioness. The rest was nowhere to be heard.
