London Harbor.
Duncan returned to the London Governor’s mansion yesterday, and Anya, like a bee drawn to flowers, hurried over from Southampton. She diligently gathered honey all night and finally fell asleep content early the next morning, feeling her belly full and bloated.
It had been a long ti since they last t, and Anya’s strength had increased again.
She is now—a three-star whiteboard!
Congratulations are in order.
However, Duncan’s strength improvent is even more exaggerated. Last night, Anya discreetly asked Duncan whether he wanted to arrange for a few more beauties to stay overnight, or if she should pick one or two lovers for him. The Crow Queen - Triss was mainly eating and not working, and Anya was starting to struggle a bit.
She was educated in the ancient Roman traditional thought that offspring are a very important inheritance for a family. Duncan is now effectively the King of Britain, and she secretly learned that so are already murmuring complaints, even sowhat dissatisfied with Anya.
The general opinion is that Anya invites favor and curries favor but gains nothing in return. It might be better to find soone who can yield results or to find several more people.
Primarily, because Duncan likes to lead the charge, those below him are on edge.
In every war, the general’s guards desperately follow him, fearing a mishap where the monarch gets trapped amid chaos. Over ti, so have developed certain views, though they don’t dare to say it directly to Duncan, they hope for an heir.
On a battlefield where swords see no eyes, if an accident occurs soday, having an heir would stabilize the foundation, ensuring the King’s legacy continues.
Many are truly scared that the hard-won peace they have could vanish, returning them to the turbulent ages of chaos.
They do not recognize Duncan’s adopted heir, only his direct bloodline.
These people dare not express any dissatisfaction toward the Crow Queen - Triss, so they can only target Anya sowhat, after all, the Crow Queen has a special identity as the High Priest, and may not necessarily bear a child, whereas Anya holds the financial power, essentially taking food from so people’s bowls. The sentint is that now Britain is unified, there should be a formal and legal financial departnt.
Rather than clinging to financial power, Anya should focus on serving the Governor well and find a way to have a child sooner.
Severus is one among those who best understand the situation of the witch, and he also harbors complaints, feeling like Anya is charmingly monopolizing the monarch’s favor like a fem fatale. Now that everything in Britain has fallen into place, he even bluntly expressed in private that Lord Duncan needs a wife who can bear an heir.
Anyway, Anya has recently felt psychologically wronged. Back then, when the territory was just starting up, everyone greeted her proactively, but now that the British Province is unified, people are putting down their bowls and cursing.
The sweet girl has turned into a nagging woman.
Fortunately, Duncan has remained constant in his love for her, even secretly assigning the establishnt of a special intelligence agency to her, which sowhat soothed her wounded heart.
However, so part of the financial authority still needs to be relinquished, as Anya concentrates on managing Duncan’s private little treasury.
But the matter is already out in the open. Duncan is so busy recently that he isn’t inclined to waste energy on won, responding nonchalantly, leaving everything to Anya to handle.
This kind of small issue isn’t urgent. With Duncan’s current status, finding won is not a challenge; too many won would only distract him.
The opinions below are actually quite simple.
Either, persuade Lord Duncan not to lead every battle from the front, or quickly think of a way to produce an heir to stabilize people’s hearts.
They dare not say it to Duncan, so they can only apply pressure to Anya.
Severus stands as a representative of the conservative faction; though he knows very well how strong Duncan is, he resolutely opposes Duncan personally taking risks, always has, even in wars against the Picts.
He would rather see several thousand casualties in the British Legion than see Duncan leading the General’s Guards charging directly at the enemy’s central army to kill commanders and seize flags.
Luckily, this is Great Britain; if it were the European continent, what if they encountered crossbows?
What if they were struck by a catapult?
Even with a one in ten thousand chance, Severus remains a firm conservative and his stance adds pressure; others are also applying pressure to Anya.
Anya feels wronged!
The Crow Queen - Triss couldn’t persuade Duncan, so what could she, being the smaller party underfoot, say? These people wouldn’t dare grumble about the Crow Queen but pressure her continuously. She feels aggrieved in her heart, so she can only try to extract more honey at night, hoping for a miracle from heaven.
Early in the morning.
Saint Patrick ca again.
This old man seed never intending to return to Ireland and now even had thoughts about settling in London since it’s the core of Great Britain.
He still wanted to persuade Duncan; at their last eting, he even started talking about the Trinity.
Duncan had no mind to listen to this, dismissing it briefly, instructing him to organize the clergy of the church to rewrite Celtic mythology and directly preserve it as a dossier. The church’s influence on Great Britain is considerable; grassroots governance requires them, unless Duncan intends to turn outright hostile, he wouldn’t touch the Saints.
Saint Patrick still dressed in a simple manner akin to a Druid. Anyway, he didn’t much look like a Priest; the old man had abundant facial hair and Celtic features.
Just as he was about to speak, Duncan raised his hand to interrupt him.
"You’re here?"
Duncan stood up, followed by the General’s personal guards, pulling Saint Patrick at the door swiftly, saying excitedly, "Just in ti, a distinguished guest arrives in London today."
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