Chapter 44: Changes in the capital.
Freeda was not happy to say the least. Lee missing breakfast and then running off like that almost gave her a heart attack. But in order to hide bruises and avoid unnecessary questions, he mumbled few excuses, went to his room, and meditated till the sunrise.
As expected, the next morning Lee was completely healed. After a lengthy apology and promises to never do that again, Freeda forgave him, and the two had a sumptuous breakfast.
She did loose her appetite when Lee expressed his wish to follow Prophet's orders, but she already expected that and only could sigh saying, "... children grow up so fast ..."
Hearing that while not being ten years old was amusing, but Lee had other thoughts in mind. He asked, "Do you get any news from Sunwell? I want to be prepared before I return."
"I get all the news from the fucking capital. That's the damn job of the Third Hand, my job – to manage our people there. Partially it's been done by Cai, but the bastard is more all over the place kind of guy." Freeda said.
"Alright! Then tell me what's going on with the noble families. Let's focus on ministers." Lee said.
"Hmm ... the main news you heard from Him." She said, "Following your advice we hung that cunt Kris Ironfist, and her younger sister, Cecil, became the new heir. Probably neither she nor her slut of a mother have realized that since the Ironfist household is still in chaos. Then there was a lucky turn of events when after burning down the warehouses the dumbass emperor exiled Minister of Finances Bishop along with her whole clan, and the Hand of God immediately gained a valuable member, a bunch of followers, and a buttload of resources. What else ..."
"What about the young generals?" Lee asked.
"Sigh ... I don't know what to tell you, pumpkin. Those motherfuckers are tough nuts to crack. I don't see any other way for you to deal with them apart from using a borrowed knife – just like you did with Kris Ironfist." Freeda said and winked, but Lee pretended to not notice it.