“However, that is not what we are looking for right now,” Father said with a dismissive wave of his hand. “Take the Ylang off the table,” he said off-handedly, but at the same time, in a tone that meant he would not hear more about it. “It will only serve to diminish your campaign. Once you have established yourself as a strong, reliable king, then you may make whatever decisions you see fit.”
I suppressed a sigh. Truthfully, I had expected such an answer from him, but I could not waver. Not with this.
“With all due respect, Father, I cannot compromise on this,” I said, taking him by apparent surprise. Usually, his requests were not ignored when it came to matters like this. “This belief has firmly planted itself in my heart, and I refuse to allow this epidemic to continue longer than it
