Everyone watches Reima as he slowly cos to a conclusion about what he should do with Henrietta...
Reima "Tell , Anna Henrietta, do you hold a grudge against or my family?" he asks, hoping to get the truth out of her so they could move forwards.
Henrietta slowly nods with a conflicted expression, "I... I do. The monster I had hired Geralt of Rivia to eliminate was responsible for the death of my beloved sister... But, I understand that I have no right to judge them as imdiately after the beasts capture I was forced to obey the Emperor's orders."
Reima slowly nods, "Hm, you understand that once I retake the Toussaint, I will absorb it into my territory... This ans that if I decided to grant you the opportunity to rule over it again, it will be as a County Administrator, not Duchess. This person will receive a salary, but no title, the days of nobility are coming to an end under my rule... If you wish to be above others, you will have to work for it." he states, glancing towards Asgore to signal he was done with Henrietta for the mont.
Asgore nods, "Vernon Roche has the floor." he calls.
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Roche looks at Reima and shrugs, "Unlike these two, I'm not looking to rule over Kaedwen again... The country is destroyed and even if there were any survivors, I doubt they'd want to lead them again. After all, I was put in place by Radovid, the person who stripped Kaedwen of its heart and culture. I do want one thing however, sothing Radovid had promised , sothing I've spoken to you about beforehand." he says.
Reima nods, "I do, you want Teria back, right?" he asks.
Roche "I do, your planes for Toussaint aren't bad in my mind, so whatever you decide to do to it, whether you'll make it a vassal, take the territory, or even liberate it, I'll support your decision."
Reima "There's one problem with a few of those options though, Roche... All of Teria's monarchy are missing or dead. Who would you put in-charge, assuming you wish for a Terian to rule?"
Roche sighs, "To be honest, I can't think of anyone suitable for the role, Teria's people are lost and scattered throughout the continent so trying to find a Terian suitable for the position would take years..."
Reima "Then, why don't you rule Teria until you find soone worthy? You have experience from leading Kaedwen, I feel that you'd do fine."
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Roche "I still don't know if I am suitable, but if that's what you think then I suppose I can remain in-charge for a bit longer."
Reima nods, "Good. Now, I think it's ti I make a decision on the state of Kovir and Poviss, Toussaint, and Teria... Hm, let's start with Terria." he says looking at Roche who's back had straightened. "Teria will be absorbed into my territory, as will Kaedwen, Aedirn, and the rest of the northern Kingdoms that no-longer have a ruler. Each country will be turned into a state, and each state will be lead by a County Administrator who will act as my hand for the territory. Vernon Roche, you will be given the position of County Administrator of Teria. The details will be given once we've fleshed it all out."
Roche nods, "I accept your decision gratefully."
Reima turns his focus onto Henrietta, "As I previously said, Toussaint will be turned into a state... And I will elect you to be County Administrator of it. However! I will send a team of Prospects to watch over your every move, you will be under constant supervision for five years and any suspicious or illegal actions will be reported to ... If I find you unfit for the role, I'll still allow you to return to Toussaint... But you'll be permanently staying within the Beauclair prison... Do you understand?"
Henrietta quickly nods, "I understand, thank you for the opportunity." she says, still feeling sour about having her kingdom stolen and then half-returned to her.
Reima turns to finally address Tankred Thyssen, the man almost getting to his feet to face the decision standing up... "Tankred Thyssen, I have half a mind to simply just take over Kovir and Poviss and sending you to the curb. But, as you are part of the family that'd ruled over it for centuries, I will give you a choice." he says, earning a glare from Tankred. "The first is that you take be tested to see if you are suitable to rule, if you co out and are marked as acceptable you will be allowed to rule Kovir and Poviss as a vassal-"
Tankred "Preposterous! How dare you-"
Reima waves his hand and uses Telekenisis to shut Tankred's mouth and hold it closed, "You will listen or get nothing! The second option is for you to refuse the first, I will take over Kovir and Poviss as my own, and you will be left across the sea in Olfier without clothes of wealth." he states, causing the many go pale.
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Reima "Well? Tell your answer so we can get this over with, I am a busy man!" he says.
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Tankred "I-I-I... I will take your tests." he says after another mont of thought, believing that the tests would be unfair and designed to make him fail... But he had no other choice, his kingdom was in ruins and he had no leverage. Being sent to Olfier was a death sentence, not only did he know nothing of the politics over there, but the rumours of savage tribes, animals, and monsters had him get goosebumps.
Reima stands, "Good, then I think we're all done here. Forgive if I leave first as I've got many things to do and little ti to do them." he states as he disappears in a flash of turquoise light.
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