With great power comes great authority. Or was it responsibilities? Anyway, I'll use authority for now.
With great power comes great authority, and there are always those who will try to steal that authority for themselves.
No matter how good a king is, there will always be that one dissatisfied faction. It's even worse if the king is a tyrant because then they have a justification.
"So, why did you attack your king?" I asked, my hands on my waist as I looked at the remaining beastmen that managed to survive Damar's rampage.
They looked frightened and dissatisfied at the same time. Sure, they were frightened by Damar and dissatisfied that their plans did not work.
"From what I hear, he's a good king. So what's the reason for this revolt?"
Damar held the basket of cubs, Noah stood in silence, his eyes cold and a bit hurt, while Fenric just stood by my side, ready to help me teach whoever refused to open their mouth a lesson.
