Quentin narrowed his eyes when Sir Dorren said so. Not only Sir Dorren but the palace officials standing behind him also nodded in favor of Dorren's suggestion.
They dared to propose it for no reason. The good changes Helferich and the people of the Lanercoast had experienced made them think it would be better if Quentin spent the rest of his life as Lord Helferich, not the King of Athalaris.
"Why do you ask that, Sir Dorren? Don't you already know that my purpose is Athalaris?" asked Quentin.
"I understand, My Lord. But over time, you will come to understand how important you are to Helferich and the people of Lanercoast," revealed Sir Dorren.
The old man stepped forward, directing his body and eyes forward to look at Quentin, still seated in his throne seat. Quentin clucked his tongue, glancing to his left at Arabelle standing with Marcella and Princess Mary.
