Rosa said as she slowly took steps to the guard's quarters. She was thinking of using Egil’s bed and getting sleep on a bed for once.
‘How can a child run for a ruler's position?’ the shadow complained.
She turned to look at the shadow. She bites her lips as if whatever the shadow said was correct, but she does not wish to accept it.
‘You are right. A country can not be ruled by a child.’ She sighed.
‘Then should you not remove him and join someone who can run the country?’ The shadow poked her.
Rosa knew what the shadow was trying to say but did not wish to accept that the third prince might be better than prince Lais.
‘A child can grow up, and we also need a kinder person on the throne than a greedy or mad one.’ Rosa glanced at the shadow.
‘But a weak one will fall victim to a bigger power.’ The shadow countered.
‘Prince Lais is not weak; he is just ….’ Rosa turned to look at the building she had just left.