Back in the council chamber, Esmeray stood alone before the twelve council members, her posture relaxed but alert. Whatever they wanted to discuss, she was ready.
Chancellor Aldric was the first to speak. "General Blackthorne, we asked you to stay because there are certain... expectations regarding your role as Crown Princess that we need to clarify."
"I'm listening, Chancellor."
"The crown requires heirs," Aldric said bluntly. "Multiple heirs, to ensure the succession. We need to know that you're prepared to fulfill that duty."
Esmeray kept her expression neutral, though inside, Snowflake was bristling. "As I said earlier, when the time comes, yes."
"When the time comes," Vera repeated, her tone skeptical. "That's rather vague, General."
"The prince and I have only just met," Esmera
