Blake shrugged and frowned at his computer. “I’m not sure, but if I had to guess, they are planning on showing you are not fit to rule. First you and Shishou are not around, then you stop being able to provide for the tribes, then, when your soldiers are weakened, they start attacking you, guerrilla style, maybe making a few alliances or twisting some arms? They might have other aces up their sleeves, but it’s a safe bet, even if slow-progressing.”
Chibi was right, it might have not been quick and easy, it might take tons of planning, but it was a solid move toward overthrowing us.
“What should we do then?”
Blake smiled, and it made me frown. This was serious, yet he was grinning like a fool. “What the heck is so funny?”
“Sorry, winggapo, I just love to see you this involved. Normally,
