"Are you sure you don't want us to celebrate our victory?" Rebecca was following Irus as the latter walked across the hall. He finished a meeting with the new Vassals and was now preparing for the coronation.
"The coronation is our celebration," Irus replied. He held the knob in his hand and faced the blonde woman. "The people knew that the tyrant has been killed and is now replaced by a Paragon that is one of the forgotten children of the Forsaken. We don't let them know that people from other realms help conquer the queen."
"He's right." Melissa walked towards them, smiling as she held a small photo in her hand. Irus wanted to ask what it was, but decided not to. He wanted Melissa to enjoy her privacy. "If Irus— or King Irus disclose what really happened it will cause two things, one, a stir in the validity of his claim as the new king, and two the further weakening of his claim since people would think that he's not as strong.