After a few minutes passed, Isaac finally stated his decision. "Fine. Let's go with your arrangement."
A sense of triumph appears on Samuel's face. Smiles blossomed on his face as he heard King Isaac concede. "You make the right choice. Don't look at the short-term gain. Letting go of this city will benefit you more."
The rest of the people in the room remained silent. Whether they had opinions or objections, Samuel doesn't care. He immediately directed someone to draft the agreement.
Though the way he ordered people around was a very displeasing scene to witness, even more so than that of the king, others in the room ultimately acquiesced to Samuel's instructions.
Deep down in the hearts of those present, there was an unspoken acknowledgement of who held the true power in the room.
Samuel might be a mere governor who is not even of noble descent, but he is a governor from Ryntum.