Book 15: Chapter 32
Troy City was a very appropriate location. It didn’t belong to humanity, elves or the North. It was situated between the three locations. All monarchs were equal there. Although it was a city named after me, my main force had been moved to the North long ago. All that was left here was Troy City’s militia. However, I was still worried that the symbols that I left behind as the administrator were too evident, and the two races wouldn’t want to come. It was the only city I could think of, unfortunately. I didn’t think Elizabeth and Vyvyan would mind it; it was a city they personally established, after all, not to mention that it was named after their son.
Elizabeth placed the letter down with a smile. She then tossed it to Castell. Castell read it then said, “Your Majesty, honestly, I do not want for you to go, as elves will be partaking this time, too. I do not know what the elves will do once they know about us.”
Elizabeth snickered. She then drew her long sword to look at it: “There’s no need to worry. I’ll bring Valkyries. The elves will need roughly another few hundred years of training before they can kill me. This was the King of the North’s suggestion. As the Empress of humanity, it would be an embarrassment for me to not go due to fear.”
Castell smiled helplessly and touched his head. He knew the King of the North was none other than Troy. Elizabeth couldn’t just go to the North as his mother anymore; however, since Troy used his identity as the King of the North to invite the two monarchs, the two of them had legitimate reasons to go. After all, they were all monarchs.
All monarchs are equal. Usually speaking, an invitation to discuss national affairs couldn’t be refused. As such, Vyvyan and Elizabeth had reasons to head to Troy City. Elizabeth found a reason to go to Troy City. As for Vyvyan, I expressed that I didn’t think it was something Vyvyan had to do, and so she should come without concern.
Castell was conscious of the fact he couldn’t possibly stop Elizabeth. Elizabeth was going there to discuss an alliance with the elves, yet she was excited as if she was going for a holiday. Fortunately, he and the Empress were the only two in the room. Else, people’s image of Empress Elizabeth would be shattered if they saw her wearing such a bright smile.
“So, you are heading to Troy City? I shall begin preparations. As for the Valkyries, how many do you think is appropriate?”
“One is enough.”
“How about diplomatic personnel? How about record keepers? Your staff…”