The princess winced at the numbers of rebels. Cleaning up that would certainly draw attention, and not just within Lucefina. Taya could feel a vein in her forehead pulse slowly. Not that there is much she can do to him to show her displeasure. He is a noble after all, and a very influential one at that. It wouldn't do well to punish him severely. "You are dismissed Master Fiamma." By her tone he could tell that it would be wise to beat a hasty retreat. Starving the people and no support from the army? Poppy cock! "Allen! Fetch me some tea," Taya barks, not moving from the desk. She isn't going to let Kyle see her so unsettled like this.