This was not a thought that she was uncomfortable with. Considering that someone had tried to kill her in the throne room of her own home, this was not so far fetched.
Now knowing that there were remnants of the rebellion everywhere, it was not overkill to be extra vigilant at all times.
However, at this time, Verinia found herself feeling annoyed.
Why was the rebellion allowed to grow so much that it infested even their capital city under her father's watch? If she had known about it earlier then she would have wiped them out before they could spread.
They were now coming into times of drought. Who needed rebels to add fuel to the fire?
Thinking about the contents of the letter that the Bishop Matron had given her a few days prior, Verinia's mood plunged further into the void.
"Kasa!"
