Chapter 68: Giving food

I spent the morning wandering through the village, listening to the villagers' stories, concerns, and grievances. Many spoke of the difficulty in obtaining food and clean water, while others talked about the lack of medical supplies and proper housing.

The conversations were enlightening but also heartbreaking. These people had endured so much, and their trust was understandably hard to earn.

By noon, my stomach growled, reminding me that it was time for lunch. I bid the villagers farewell for now, promising to return soon, and made my way back to the castle. Nara walked beside me, her expression thoughtful.

"They're really struggling," she said quietly.

I nodded. "I know. And I need to do something about it. Immediately."

As we approached the castle kitchen, I formulated a plan. The kitchen was bustling with activity as the cooks and servants prepared meals for the castle residents. The aroma of roasted meats and freshly baked bread filled the air, making my mouth water.

I approached the head cook, a stout woman named Mariel, who was overseeing the preparations. "Mariel, I need to ask a favor," I began.

She looked up from her work, raising an eyebrow. "What can I do for you, my lady?"

"I need food and supplies taken to the village. They're in desperate need, and I can't stand by and do nothing."

Mariel frowned, glancing around the kitchen. "That's a lot to ask, my lady. The queen won't be happy."

"I understand," I said, trying to sound reassuring. "But I have more authority here, and I'll take full responsibility. Please, can you help?"

Mariel hesitated, then nodded. "Alright. I'll gather what we can spare."

"Thank you," I said, relieved. "And please, make sure it's enough to feed everyone."

As Mariel and her staff began gathering supplies, I turned to Nara. "I'll need some soldiers to help transport the food. Can you arrange that?"

"Of course," she replied, heading off to find the necessary help.

I joined Mariel and the servants, helping to pack crates with bread, fruits, vegetables, and cured meats. I even found a stash of dried herbs and spices that I knew would be a welcome addition to the villagers' meals. We worked quickly and efficiently, the kitchen a hive of activity.

By the time Nara returned with a group of soldiers, we had several crates packed and ready to go. The soldiers loaded them onto carts, their expressions curious but respectful. I appreciated their willingness to help, knowing they likely had questions about why we were doing this.

As we made our way back to the village, the soldiers pulling the carts, I felt a sense of determination. This was just the first step, but it was an important one. The villagers needed to see that I was serious about helping them, that I wasn't just full of empty promises.

We arrived at the village, and I saw the curious and wary looks from the villagers as we approached. I raised a hand in greeting. "We've brought food and supplies," I called out. "Please, come and take what you need."

Slowly, cautiously, the villagers approached. Their eyes widened as they saw the bounty we had brought. Mothers gathered food for their children, and elderly men and women took only what they needed, their gratitude evident in their expressions.

The queen's face turned a shade darker. "You overstep your bounds, Elara. You are here to complete your mission, not to meddle in matters you don't understand."

"I understand more than you think," I replied, my voice steady. "And I will not stand by while innocent people suffer."

Before the queen could respond, the king entered the hall. His expression was stern, and his eyes were hard as they took in the scene before him. "What is going on here?" he demanded.

The queen turned to him, her voice filled with indignation. "Elara has taken it upon herself to distribute our supplies to the villagers. She is undermining our authority and wasting resources."

The king's gaze shifted to me, and I met his eyes without flinching. "Is this true, Elara?"

"Yes," I said firmly. "The villagers are in dire need. They have been neglected for too long, and I couldn't ignore their suffering."

The king frowned, his eyes narrowing. "And you believe it is your place to make such decisions?"

"I believe it is my duty to help those in need," I replied. "As someone with the power to make a difference, it is my responsibility to use that power for good."

The king studied me for a moment, then turned to the queen. "Our people are suffering, and we cannot turn a blind eye to their plight."

The queen's eyes widened in disbelief. "You can't be serious! This is a waste of resources!"

"It is a matter of justice," the king said quietly but firmly. "Our duty is to all our people, not just the nobility."

The queen opened her mouth to argue, but the king raised his hand, silencing her. "Enough. Elara has acted out of compassion, something we should all strive for. However, Elara," he turned back to me, "you must understand that there are protocols and proper channels for such actions."

"I understand," I said, my voice softening. "But the situation was urgent, and I couldn't wait for bureaucratic processes." NovelFire-original-content

The king nodded slowly. "In the future, you will consult with us before taking such actions. Do you agree?"

I hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Yes, Your Majesty."

The queen still looked furious, but she remained silent, her lips pressed into a thin line. The king's decision was final, and she knew it.

The tension in the hall was palpable as the king turned to leave. "We will discuss this further at the next council meeting," he said, his tone brooking no argument. "For now, let us ensure that the villagers receive the help they need."

As the king exited the hall, the queen glared at me, her eyes filled with venom. "You may have won this round, Elara, but do not think for a moment that I will forget this."

I met her gaze head-on, refusing to be intimidated. "I did what was right, and I will continue to do so, no matter what."

With that, I turned and left the hall, my heart pounding in my chest. The argument with the queen had been intense, but I knew that I had done the right thing. The villagers were my priority, and I would do whatever it took to ensure their well-being.