Capítulo 963: 963 Agreed

The assembled Nobles smiled at Janet's lack of political paranoia. She was one of the refugees from Sylvan, the daughter of farmers for two hundred years, and the closest that they got to intrigue was when some shady merchant came through town trying to buy things at a discount. None of the intrigues, murders, or power plays of the big city made it to them, they were just struggling to stay alive out in the rural areas, even before the Mundane Armies invaded.

But for the longer lived among the seniors here in the room, they had seen dozens or hundreds of Nobles die to treachery, and it was only natural to assume that anyone who wasn't in their inner circle was plotting behind their back.

Especially in the Fae Realms. The Demons would hand out more titles without land if you got powerful enough. Then you could marry into a low noble family with lots of land, and they would get all the benefits that came with your higher title.