Afrni glanced at her brother, sighing softly, knowing he had probably overthought the problem again.2

Her brother had always been clever, far more detailed than his peers. It was probably why their father had passed the crown to him. But thinking too much was both his strength and his flaw. He wasn’t facing courtiers or other kings, but a leader who had just dealt a severe blow to the Army on the battlefield.1

An elephant didn’t boast of its strength to an ant, nor does it hint at anything. Its mere presence says it all. 0

If that great man wanted something, he wouldn’t need to hint at it to them. He would either speak up, or take it by force.1

To buy her brother some time to think, and to keep the meeting from becoming too awkward, she blinked and took...0