If one asked a variety of people what was a king, they would give all sorts of answers they could think of. But regardless of how many words or whatever language they spoke, it would all come down to a person who brings unity and identity to a nation; someone who would give a sense of stability and continuity.
No matter how good the order for safety precautions that was laid out, it was still vulnerable to opportunists like the Grimsbanne clan. And no one could do anything about it because the throne was empty, and they simply couldn't split their attention into many matters anymore.
People… who wanted to put the Mainland under their thumb had to admit they were a step behind. Not only the Grimsbanne managed to reinstate their House and were granted access to the nobility, they had also gotten a hold of the throne.
Aries gazed at the golden throne right before her with a solemn countenance. Her eyes lingered on how exquisite, yet familiar, it was.
