Anaisa held her breath as King Harold eyed his daughter.
"Denholm, and Ben." The monarch told her. "I stand in favor of the former, but you did mention the latter as having potential. They are both young enough, and seem moldable. I think with time either could be turned into a good leader."
"Ben!" Sapphira piped up immediately. "If those are the choices, I'll live with his snark. Truly!"
"I promised each of them a final audience before announcing my decision," The king warned, "and you will fulfill that vow."
"It's a formality," Sapphira waved her hand. "Fine, I will put up with Denholm for half an hour and then never have to see him again, correct? Not that I'm entirely eager to spend more time with Ben, but he seemed to be the least objectionable of the lot."
