Could it be...
Watching Alina's rapidly changing expression, Roland was a bit confused.
Why is this person zoning out at a time like this? We're discussing serious matters!
He coughed heavily in frustration and loudly reminded:
"Alina, a monarch's rule eventually comes to an end, whether they voluntarily relinquish power gracefully or are forced out. We must be prepared in advance."
"Then, what should we do? Suppress any signs as soon as they appear?" Alina replied absently, not expecting Roland to actually be thinking of an exit strategy.
Roland: "..."
He couldn't understand how such politically illogical words could come out of Alina's mouth.
Just as he was about to straighten his face and scold her harshly, he saw her eyes filled with confusion and panic.
With a sigh in his heart, Roland gave up the idea of mercilessly interrogating Alina.
Forget it, that's just women for you.
Their thoughts change faster than flipping a book.
