~Royal palace of Astria~
"But the problems only airse!" A minister added his thoughts.
"Along with that our people would have to deal with inflation because of the shortage of goods. That works in no one's favour." Another one added and she sighed.
Queen Anastasia was on her drone made of pure gold. Her elbow was supporting the weight of her head as she was looking bodli around the whole court of ministers who were busy arguing with each other trying to make a better point and had only driven her to the point of looking at them like unwanted children.
She sighed again, if only her husband had been intelligent enough to keep the throne she won't have to be dealing with this alone but then again she could also have her son's it in place for her.
