The flickering light from the torches in Amendolara's Senate chamber cast long shadows, illuminating the grave expressions of those gathered. Juleios stood at the center of the room, his commanding presence holding the attention of every senator.
"Let me ask you, which is better: forcing people to work with a stick, or inspiring them to work willingly, driven by hope?" His voice was calm, yet it carried the weight of his vision.
"Obviously, the latter," Asistes replied after a moment of thought, intrigued by where Juleios was leading.