"If I am the very best, then this kingdom is doomed," he said with a slightly bitter laugh. "When the King told me I was to be a lord, I wanted to tell him that I only wanted the perks and none of the responsibilities. I would have been content to come home from the war, and do nothing more than eat, drink, fuck and sleep for a few weeks time, but instead, here I am, the lord of a domain I know nothing about that has no interest in having me here." He shook his head. "I must have been out of my mind to not at least try and dissuade the King from his path. I appreciate your counsel, Tiffany, and will always gladly welcome it."<br/><br/>He reached a hand out to take one of Moire's, giving it a soft squeeze. "We will navigate these problems together, Moire. If you want to continue training, we can train together. While I may be a lord now, there is no reason to think I wouldn't need to keep my skills sharp. We can figure it out as we go."<br/><br/>Alain gestured for Amisi to come and join them. "Don't worry, Amisi; you needn't pick up a sword. What kind of lord would I be if I forced the girls of my harem to take up skills they had no interest in?" He took her hand and pulled her to sit down with them. "Each of you can play to your strengths."