Andor.
Igor's surprise visit solidified my need to be a monarchy, and he also gave me an idea, which was to conquer existing kingdoms and make them pay homage to me. It was not a new idea, but it was not one that I had ever considered.
Igor stood behind me, waiting for me to return from my daydreaming. In the corner of my eyes was a line of trees that formed a canopy.
"I want you and your men to escort us to Albion. You would drop your tributes there, even the future ones." I said.
He forced a smile. "Of course, my lord."
Then, I remembered Derek's advice to always give the people under me what they wanted to earn their loyalty.
"You do not have to bring the tributes yourself. You can stay in your kingdom and eat all the people you like. As long as I always get my tributes."
The corner of Igor's lips turned up. "Thank you, my lord."
"How often did he collect his homage?" I asked.
