Tapiwa felt emotional as she looked at the thousands of people she was going to be leading now.
Inwardly, she felt a bit disappointed and angry at the dark mage who made Marathold Kingdom like this.
All kingdoms that she knew, even Oshua, had millions of people. And this was the first time that she was seeing a kingdom that only had people not even enough to fill a city.
Just what kind of plague fell on the people for the number to be reduced to that state?
Looking at these people who were looking at her with adoration, hope and trust, Tapiwa knew that she had to do something.
Although she had been taking this less seriously before, now that she was faced with such a situation, she no longer wanted to play.
A sense of responsibility swelled in her. That when she started making her speech, she meant every single word she spoke that day.
