One retainer spoke up hesitantly.
"Sir Michael has a point. Pioneering new land is risky, but if successful, the rewards could be immense."
Another chimed in, his tone more thoughtful.
"True. Our current land has been nothing but a source of contention with neighboring lords. With no opportunity for territorial expansion, it's become a burden. Starting anew might be the better choice."
Seeing the gradual shift in his retainers' attitudes, Baron Crassus exchanged a glance with Michael.
The decree was final; there was no room for negotiation. But Michael's timely reasoning had quelled much of the initial unrest.
The baron gave his son an approving nod before addressing the room.
"Exactly. Let's approach this as an opportunity rather than a setback. It won't be easy, but if we work together, we can make this new land our own and create a brighter future."
