The four women were all struck silent with surprise. Even Rosalia did not know that this was Max's plan. What surprised them even more was how he even understood such matters. Strangely and suspiciously enough, Max was handling royal affairs pretty well, almost as if he had once belonged to a royal family and had been trained from a young age.
"You wish to separate us into founding houses, as if dividing the kingdom into different territories?" Freya raised her eyebrow, her long nails gently tapping against the table.
"I might be powerful, but running an entire kingdom alone is like trying to lift a mountain with one hand. Power can conquer land, but it cannot manage every field, road, storehouse, and clan dispute alone. This kingdom needs order, and order needs more than one person carrying it."
Agnia was taken aback. Some hope finally returned to her eyes as she leaned forward slightly, her fingers pressing against the edge of the table.
