"Ahem!" I turned toward the citizens back. "Forgive my earlier statement. Someone said something really funny behind me." but no one did, and that meant the people who really were behind me, probably thought me as a crazy guy…. Moving- on- "Though I won't be personally ruling this place- I would like to appoint Lady Syrvile Barlor- as the new Marchioness of Beverick!" Yup- I just promoted her on the fly.
I had some good reasons and one of them included, not looking like a fool… which I'd already- ahem!
The crowd cheered…
I felt slightly offended but-
I motioned the Marchioness to say something and-
"It's-" She was having trouble speaking out. Staring at the crowd gave her buckets of sweat- enough to drench that dress of hers and even lightly show her lines…. Ahem! Her breathing increased and it was easy to tell- she was really, really nervous.
The people were also pretty anxious- waiting-
I wanted to get all the new system stuff over with but couldn't slot them into the plot without making it overly clunky... clunkier....