Chapter 220: Good day
The meeting had finally been adjourned.
For once, the usual parade of sycophants, lackeys, and self-serving nobles who practically fell over themselves to praise the king had held their tongues. A rare sight indeed. The king’s court was meant to be his fortress, his sanctuary where his authority was unquestionable—but today? Today, there had been cracks.
And I, Duke Remiro, had put them there.
I fought to contain my smirk as I exited the grand hall, my every step deliberate, exuding control and confidence. The atmosphere in the room had been charged with unspoken tension, and the king had barely contained his rage. I could still picture it—his jaw clenched so tightly I thought his teeth might crack, his fingers digging into the gilded arms of his throne as the whispers of dissent grew louder, as his long-time allies suddenly found themselves hesitant to grovel.
Nothing overt had been said, of course. No one was foolish enough to directly challenge a king who had seized his throne through treachery and blood. But the doubt had been planted, the cracks forming in the foundation of his rule and his faction.
Just as planned.
The quiet rebellion had been carefully orchestrated. The information I had leaked, the whispers I had spread, the subtle fears I had stoked—it was all coming to fruition. The nobles who once hung on his every word were hesitating, questioning whether their unwavering loyalty was truly in their best interest.
The king would not sleep peacefully tonight.
Feeling immensely satisfied, I made my way down the marble corridors, engaging in idle conversation with a few nobles—some of whom had been my co-conspirators in today’s performance. We exchanged subtle nods and veiled remarks, our words carrying meanings only we understood.
The palace was always full of eyes and ears. Even now, as I walked through the halls, there were spies hidden in plain sight—servants, guards, advisors, even the nobles themselves. The king had turned his court into a viper’s nest, and yet he failed to realize that some of those vipers now whispered in my ear instead of his.
Eventually, I managed to extricate myself from the tedious politicking, stepping into the open air just outside the palace.