“We don’t need help with the economy.”
“You don’t, but the farmers do,” Harriet points out. “One of them has a bad back and was heating up some water in a kettle for a compress. Leanna mentioned that an electric blanket she saw in the human world might help with his pain. She has no bad intentions, Your Majesty. She is just trying to help.”
“Why didn’t she go to Bella with all these suggestions?”
“She did,” Harriet snaps. “Bella told her to stay in her own lane. So, Leanna asked me if she could plant a few things in the palace garden, just to see if they can grow.”
I take a minute to ponder this. “And you think these ideas are good?” I finally ask.
Harriet nods. “The truth is, Sire, we need to start pursuing some level of advancement. Before your father’s death, he was planning to bri
