"All is well, but the moment I am of age to take the Cretonian throne, I decided to secede it to the House Freedel, the retainer of our family for countless of centuries, thousands of years," he nodded at the archduke who bowed deeply at him, "However, they are as stubborn as ever. They refused the title of the grand duke and settled in using the archduke instead. Supposedly to wait for my or my heir's apparent return to lead Cretonia. Eons passed, and still, Freedel clings to the notion that somehow I can sit again to that throne your ancestors has insisted on keeping empty and decided to stand at the foot of it instead." Yosefo inclined his head sadly and nodded, "That is basically the long and short of what House Freedel has done since the fall. Seeing you here, I dare to hope that

