Harry sat on his throne with his eyes closed. He pressed the bridge of his nose with what could be considered as a moderate amount of pressure as he thought about what he would do next.
He was sure that the two brothers would be able to get rid of Robinson and Lauren, but now came the actual problem.
He had to convince his mother to allow him to place a more suitable pawn of his as the commander of the knights.
If he could get his mother to support his decision, then things would be much easier.
But... that's where the problem layed. He did not want to approach his mom right now considering the accusations that she and Aoi had hurled at him previously.
I mean, he was able to convince Aoi and his mother that he wasn't some evil spirit that had possesed her son's body with some tale that he had come up on the spot.
