That aura was too terrifying. Just its lingering, unintentional pressure made their Souls tremble.
Latour stood by the window, quietly taking it all in.
He knew that starting tonight, the status of the Ratu Empire would be completely different.
The surrounding Kingdoms and duchies that watched them like hungry tigers, the nobles who had once plotted against them in the shadows... they would all soon understand that the Marcus Clan did not rise through sheer luck.
Behind them... stood a true sun.
"Ainoya, starting tomorrow, you will be in charge of maintaining stability within the royal family."
Latour turned to look at his wife.
"While Vincent is away, Lillian will study how to handle political affairs with you. As for Andrei..."
He paused, a flicker of hesitation in his eyes.
"Just keep a casual eye on him. He's always been simple-minded and poses no threat to Vincent..."
Latour didn't finish, but Ainoya understood.
