Days later in the Mainland's royal court…
"London Leviticus!" a man's voice thundered across the royal court right in front of the empty throne. "How can you propose such a ridiculous idea?"
"It is not ridiculous, my lord," responded London to one of the twelve royal ministers in the Mainland. "My suggestion still accedes to the law of our mighty land."
"Even so, the Queen is nothing but an outsider the late king took in!"
"She is still the Queen, regardless of her origins!" London slammed his hand on the surface of the table, standing up from his seat. His eyes burned with firmness, staring at the man across from him. "When the late king took her in, aside from me, no one at this table raised such concerns."
