If Alexander knew of Lady Parthia's restraint, he would have likely only chuckled in amusement, finding her over cautiousness funny.
He might have taken these words seriously if it was said by her eldest son, the crown prince, but after getting to know the lady better, in one than one way, Alexander's weariness had greatly subsided.
This was not because he had fallen in love with her or anything, but more so because he found the queen to be not that kind of person. A loving mother and a dutiful wife, Alexander knew she would never risk losing all her remaining family for just a simple chance at more power.
She was simply not that ambitious.
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So perhaps there was more to this mature, ravishingly beautiful woman than meets the eye.
And thus intrigued by those crafty, dark, armorous eyes, he returned to discuss the topic at hand.
"I must say, my lady... you have given me a lot to think about," Taking a sip from his cup, he broke the silence, first expressing his admiration for the plan.
"But although I understood where you are coming from, how do I convince Lady Miranda about this all? Will she ever agree?"
Then posed the all important feasibility test.
Because Alexander did not think any sane person would agree to the plan he was proposing, much less Lady Miranda who had gone through so much.
He even wondered whether the lady might threaten to die rather than see her family split like that.
"Heh! Why does her consent matter? She is nothing!"
If Alexander was on one side of the extreme spectrum, being too cautious and worrying about every single one's opinion, then Lady Parthia was solidly on the other side, showing herself to be utterly unconcerned about what anyone else thought.
This former queen appeared to become a bit incensed at Alexander's frequent attempts to find faults in everything she said, and so swinging her hands wildly in a very belittling manner, she spat out in front of a flabbergasted Alexander,
"My lord, you give Lady Miranda too much credit. Ask yourself... Why do we need her? What can she do?
What has she done till we got here?"
"Other than giving us a roof over our head... the answer is very little!"
Lady Parthia narrowed her eyes like a hawk announcing this, and it caused Alexander to produce a complicated look as soon as they made contact.
He did not like to reduce his allies to such zero sum mathematical models.
But Lady Parthia apparently did, which was why upon seeing Alexander avoid her, she pressed on, this time pointing her hands toward the widow overlooking Alexander's camp and shouting,
"Out there... it is we who are freezing! It is we who are bleeding. It is we who are dying. It is we who are putting our lives on the line! Where are Lady Miranda's men? What are they doing?
How are they helping"
Lady Parthia's cruel taunts shredded the veneer that Alexander and Lady Miranda were equal in any sense of the word, as the mature queen sneered,
"So how would she dare say no! Who does she think is? Does she think she matters to us for a second?"
"....." And once again, Alexander found it hard to deny Lady Parthia's statements.
Then as a flash of lightning suddenly raced through his head, Alexander clenched his teeth out of nowhere bit the bullet.
"Okay! I will give the order right now. We leave in three days!"
Since he was being advised by so many of his advisors, he finally made the decision!
"Great!" And Lady Parthia instantly let out a bright big grin, her eyes twinkling with pleasure.
She was very glad to see that her forceful pressure technique had worked and hoped that things would go just as she wished.
Because if that were to happen, surely there would be a big, fat, 'commission' waiting for her, be it land, or power.
Thus she watched the following days pass by with anticipating glee.
And it was a sentiment that was also shared by Lord Janus, who felt his efforts were finally being rewarded.
The man even congratulated Alexander with the words, "My lord, you will not regret this! In my fief, there are even a few of those new ships that you designed. Hah hah, I am sure you like them!"
This let Alexander also recall one of the other main reasons why he was here- the shipbuilding and the experienced sailor.
And with that, he quickly asked himself what it would be like to get them to be a part of his fief.
Suddenly Lady Parthia's proposal was beginning to sound a lot more enticing.
But Alexander pushed such thoughts down for now, knowing such things were far off into the future.
First, he had to win the battle.
And speaking of winning, before he left, he tried one last time to meet with the Margraves council members, once again asking them to declare Lady Miranda as their head.
But they still refused, with the eldest of the men declaring with a shake of his,
"There is no point. This conflict has already spiraled completely out of our control. It is now a war between you- Lord Alexander and the Heeat family. We are just the unwilling participants."
Alxx released a dejected sigh at this, for he had hoped to let Lady Miranda have a much more legitimate claim using this.
But it seems it was not meant to be.
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