Titania stopped scrolling through her phone and let out an exaggerated sigh. "Look, I get it. The crisis back home sounds serious, but nothing's going to change if I rush back there. Besides, the kingdom isn't about to crumble overnight. You might think Bethlan is just some lousy backwater, but we're noble and brave, you know? As long as it's being protected by people with the same blood as me, nothing's going to go wrong. And do you really think my father would let the Empire invade without putting up a fight?"
Her confidence in Bethlan's resilience was almost palpable, making Trill's worries feel less pressing by the second. She had a point—Bethlan wasn't known for its overwhelming strength, but they were capable defenders. Their survival wasn't just luck; it was built on preparation and resolve.
