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Chapter 115: She Would Exploit the System
🕑 Added 2022-05-12 05:01:01 +0000 UTCThe day after her birthday, she began to feel her legs from her thighs to her toes. She could feel the thin blanket against her legs when she woke up. As the days passed, she not only regained feeling, but some movement.
It was as if life were trying to make up for giving her the life-long burden of governing a county.
Tori could also feel the energy of the vein in her blood. The tingling sensation she usually ignored was back, and there was a feeling of energy around her legs.
“I’m not grounding,” Tori told Master Ramos as she sat on her wheelchair in the front of her tent. Her shoes were off, and she had pulled the hem of her dress up to her knees to show that she could move her legs ever so slightly. “But I feel it. Not just the usual energy in the air, but I’m taking it in.”
“You’re sensitive to it because your body is absorbing trace amounts,” Master Ramos said. “Experienced crystal users are naturally like this. We unconsciously absorb such energy as easily as breathing. The amount is small and not detrimental to your recovery. It’s not something to worry about.”
Tori let out a low breath. “That’s good. I was concerned, as it’s not something I was doing on purpose.”
“On the contrary, the slow absorption should speed up your grounding. Think of it as slowly repairing the connection,” the old man replied. He gave her a nod of approval. “Can you move your legs enough to stand?”
Tori shook her head. “I can twist them and shuffle them a bit, as well as wiggle my toes, but I can’t lift them all the way.” She tried to lift her left leg, but at most, her knee rose, and her thigh didn’t lose contact with the seat. She pursed her lips, frustrated. “How much longer will it take?”
“A few more days to be able to move your legs freely, but remember what we said about control and walking.”
In other words, he didn’t want her to get her hopes up so soon. Tori chewed on her lower lip and nodded. “It will take some time to regain the ability to walk.” All the crystal masters and Instructor Ignatius had told her that.
Still, she hoped that being in the delta and over the energy vein would speed up her healing. At the very least, her ability to ground was being repaired.
As if knowing what his pupil was thinking, Master Ramos chuckled. “You should be able to ground as normal in another week. I recommend waiting for another week after that.”
“I understand. I won’t rush it.” Losing the ability to ground after being so dependent on it made her anxious and unsettled her. She’d never felt so helpless as when she was sitting on the cabin floor, unable to move or ground.
If she had been alone or without protection, Tori didn’t know what she’d do. She couldn’t exactly fend off multiple people with a dagger while on the floor. HEMA didn’t train her for that.
“Will Tori need any physical recovery exercises and practice once she can move her legs freely, as those recovering from a physical leg injury?” Sebastian asked as he sat on the cushioned bench against the tent wall.
“I would recommend it, yes,” Master Ramos said. “There is time to invite one of the doctors from the Fortress to assist her.”
“Aside from a doctor, is any equipment needed?” Tori asked. “Such as parallel bars, a ramp and steps, or a walker?”
“Parallel bars?” Sebastian looked at her curiously and Tori furrowed her brows.
“How do people recovering from a leg injury learn to walk again, providing they’re able to?”
“Crutches, a cane, railing, and if possible, an assistant will be at their side to help them stand as they take their first steps during recovery,” Sebastian told her.
“Well, an assistant is always good in case someone falls. Parallel bars would just help me support myself as I try to regain coordination and strength in my legs.” Tori sank back into her wheelchair.
She didn’t know when technology in various fields stopped in the game. She knew it was a fantasy mishmash when she was reading the wiki article and didn’t expect historical accuracy. Even then, she understood ‘historical accuracy’ could be flipped at any moment when new things were discovered, or theories were proven.
Fashion clearly went up to the early twentieth century in rare cases, but surprisingly, there were no small firearms. There were plenty of cannons both small and large, but nothing like what she’d consider a gun. Frankly, she did not want to delve into that. If the game didn’t have them, then she wasn’t going to be the one to bring them up. She had very little knowledge on them, anyway. She’d only gone shooting in the desert with her cousins twice in her original world, and had to be guided every step of the way.
From construction in the delta, she’d learned a good deal on where that technology was in terms of building, but things like plumbing and heating involved the use of crystals. She thought they may be on the cusp of innovation using crystals as both a power source and motherboard, and her excitement was shared by the other crystal fanatics.
She had no idea where medical technology was, but after seeing Instructor Ignatius use heliotropes to facilitate the healing of her brother’s tiger slashes, it was another field that mixed the two. Learning to use crystals for healing was on her personal to-do list, along with ‘learn to ride a horse’ and ‘wheelchair accessible.’
Being unable to do crystal experiments really let her mind wander.
“How do parallel bars look like?” her brother asked.
Tori snapped her head back in his direction and frowned. She opened her mouth and stopped herself before she could ask if they hadn't been invented. “They’re two long bars parallel to the ground and held up by legs so they reach just above the waist. There is one on either side of you, like having two railings. You put your hands on the bars to keep yourself steady and hold yourself up as you try to regain mobility.”
“There are railings against walls that we use. This is similar. Do you want to have that built?” Sebastian asked. It was no secret that there were craftsmen working for Lions Gate.
“I’ll draw up some ideas that may be helpful, but there should be an assistant there to watch me in case I fall.”
“Idunn has a cousin who may be able to help,” Sebastian said. “She just finished her schooling at the Soleil Medical and Health College in Horizon. I’ll talk to Idunn.”
“I’ll continue my stretches and rubbing my legs. I still have plenty to do.” Tori looked towards her desk, where her mother and Kasen were working on county charters.
Tori wasn’t so daring as to attempt to do it on her own with no experience or enough knowledge on the subject. She had a basic understanding of Soleil’s government, but when it came down to intricate details, she felt it best left to people with experience. Hence, Antonia, who ran the civil departments of Sur, and Kasen, who was as well-versed as their mother.
They were people she trusted, and the Sur March was thriving, so she happily handed them responsibility. They were her best options. Once the foundations were laid, they could begin teaching her the basics slowly, and when it was most convenient.
Piers was still viewing suitable aides for her from the top graduates of Université. She received packets of information from him daily on various counties around the empire that could be referenced.
With other people doing the bulk of the groundwork, Tori kept her focus on building the delta and how the newly acquired land should be allocated and for what purposes. If she was going to govern the delta, then there were buildings and services she wanted on the mainland. The primary and secondary schools, a hospital with outpatient services, and a post office.
The larger islands within phases one and two were already allocated, so she didn’t need to worry about them.
“There is an old charter that hasn’t been changed since the early empire,” Kasen said as he read some old books. “Newly distributed noble lands are exempt from imperial taxes for the first five years of settlement if the amount that would be taxed is reinvested into the land.”
“There isn’t exactly a lot of money coming in that we can tax,” Tori said with a small snort. “All of it is going back into the delta anyway. That’s not a problem.”
“You will need to take a census, as well, and begin the process for a common chamber representative.”
“Only permanent residents or can we include the temporary workers living here?”
“Temporary workers are counted under their permanent residence.”
“Even if they have permits to live here for the duration of their multiple-year work contract?” Tori frowned. While she had a temporary residence permit for Horizon, when it came to population, she was counted under Presidio’s population. Of course, now she was an official resident of the Cosora Delta.
“I haven’t found anything on that yet,” Kasen replied. “The delta is unique, so there will be loopholes and various matters that don’t apply.”
Tori let out a small huff. “I’m fine with exploiting any advantageous loopholes.” She was being taken advantage of, so she would exploit the system where she could.
“Don’t worry, my dear. We will find them,” Antonia said in a calm voice.
Tori nodded and Master Ramos stood up. “I will leave now. Stephanos and Benedict the man are meeting me at test farm one to test and observe the aquamarine irrigation system.”
Tori stopped her head in mid-nod and looked over at the old man as he gathered his bag and headed to the door. “Did you say Benedict the man?”
“He is different from Benedict the cat.”
Tori pursed her lips. Poor Instructor Ignatius....
Sebastian put his hands on the back of Tori’s wheelchair. “Where do you want to go?”
“Operations,” Tori told him. With some freed-up space in the encampment, several family tents moved together to create an operations headquarters where she could find people. There were smaller adjacent tents that functioned as meeting rooms. It was easier to deal with while recovering, as she couldn’t go search for people on her own. “Mama, Kasen, I’m going!”
“Are you coming back for lunch?” Antonia asked without looking up from her work.
“No, I have a meeting with some guild representatives,” Tori replied. She needed to find space for them to set up a temporary office, as well as register the representatives at the gate house to be allowed into Viclya.
It would be a promising idea to prepare crystal identification tokens similar to what Lycée students had.
The crystal itself was a cheap, basic clear quartz; however, it needed to be programmed to react. If they were going to monitor who went in and out of Viclya now that it was developing into more than just a refugee camp, they needed identification. Paper documents had been created, but it was time consuming to check.
Lycée’s tokens unlocked their dorms, tracked their meals, and served as an identification card. She felt that the technology could be built upon to make something similar to her work badge that could be scanned to pull up her information and department.
She let out a heavy sigh and Sebastian looked down at her with a grin as he pushed her out of the tent. “You’ve been sighing a lot recently.”
“There is so much to do,” she said. “Something new comes to me every few minutes. Every time someone talks to me, something else needs to be done. At the very least I have Mama and Kasen.”
“And me.”
“Yes, and you. I can’t forget you,” Tori said with a serious nod. “I know I should start with immediate needs, but sometimes, I want to start new projects. There are so many things I want to do aside from the things I need.”
“You have time,” Sebastian replied. He let out a heavy sigh of his own. “That may be one of the few positive points to this travesty. Soleil was not built in three and half years nor in a lifetime. You don’t need to build an empire, Tori.”
She looked out ahead of her as he pushed her forward. “I can try to make it better for as many people as I can.”
“That’s good enough.”
“If I fail?”
“Failing is part of the process.” Sebastian looked down at her. “I’m sorry I can’t give you more advice.”
Tori opened her mouth to reply, but the comcry on her lap illuminated. She opened it and saw Delta Watchtower One glowing against the crystal. She slid her finger across.
“This is Lady- I mean Countess Guevera.”
“Countess, a Soleil naval vessel has entered the lagoon: Sur Oro.”
“Thank you for the notification. My father is on that ship. Contact the loading island.”
“Yes, my lady.”
Sebastian let out a little snort as she slid her finger across the comcry. “The old man got here quickly.”
“I didn’t know Sur Oro is a naval vessel.”
“Yes, it remains along the coast in case the marquis is in need of it.”
Tori frowned. “Does Papa coming here count as ‘need’?”
“Papa is Marquis Guevera, and he needs it. Who’s going to stop him?” Sebastian sneered. “Although usually it’s for military or emergency purposes. It’s been ordered to evacuate an island after a natural disaster or transport soldiers and supplies urgently. There are three vessels that fall into this category: Oro, Plata, and Bronce. Sur Plata is docked at the port closest to where Uncle Lorenzo and Uncle Rom are stationed. Sur Bronce is the largest of the three and is never more than a day away from Tres Arcos. It’s a transport vessel. Sur Oro is built for speed. They are there for immediate use of the Marquis Guevera as an emergency measure.”
Tori thought for a moment and nodded. “That gives me another idea.”
“And that is?”
“I should build a service fleet.”
Kasen was working on the county's legal and judicial charters, Sebastian had gone to join Idunn at one of the farms, and Bridget was still with the kids at the beach. Even Auntie Lucia had opted to remain at the beach and catch up with Bridget as their children went mad on canoes. The family members who were coming to meet her father were Tori and her mother.
It was a bit of a poor reception for Marquis Guevera.
Two knights stood behind them as they waited on the promenade. Tori ended her meetings early to meet her father. Ilyana was with them and clutching a small folio. As per Tori’s instruction, she would escort the Marquis and his wife to their new luxury tent on the beach while giving them a brief, formal introduction.
Antonia had already heard it, but as a new arrival to Viclya, Tori wanted her father to have the full VIP guest experience. Two villagers, a young man, and a young woman, were shadowing Ilyana to one day cater to important guests.
Tori also knew that her mother would abandon her father as soon as she could to continue working on Cosora administration, so she wanted to soften the blow and at least let her father enjoy himself while he could.
They watched the white sails of the transport vessel reach the dock below the promenade. Tori peered between the spaces of the simple stone wall and could see her father getting off the boat. Her mother was beside her and looked over the wall. She raised a brow.
“It seems that your father wanted to look his best for his first visit to your village.”
Tori craned her neck. Usually, her father was in some sort of training outfit. Since she’d woken in Soleil, she’d only seen her father dress in a formal uniform a handful of times and one of them was for Siobhan’s succession ceremony. Her brothers tended to dress better on the daily basis. It seemed that their father could do so, as well, but made the conscious decision to be comfortable over fashionable.
Marquis Gregorio de Guevera climbed up the stone steps to the promenade in black boots, gray pants, with a white shirt beneath a neat black coat. His hair, which was usually just as tangled a mess as hers, was covered by a black hat, and his beard looked much more trimmed than when he was in Anlar.
“Who is he trying to impress?” Antonia said with a small snort.
“My heart!” Gregorio reached the top step and walked out into the promenade. A brilliant smile reached his face as his eyes fixed on them. “Tori!”
“Mama, I think he’s trying to impress you.” Tori held back a grin as her mother smirked a bit.
“When you said you were going to run errands, I didn’t think you’d come all the way here.” Gregorio complained as he swept up his wife in an embrace and gave her a quick kiss. “I would’ve come with you.”
“If I told you, you would’ve tried to stop me,” Antonia said with doubt. Gregorio sighed and slipped away to kneel beside his daughter.
“How are you feeling, Tori? How are your legs?”
“I can feel them now, but my movement is still limited. I can move them a little more each day, but I can’t walk yet,” Tori told him. A disappointed look graced her father’s face.
He forced a small smile and reached forward to pat her head. “It’s all right. There’s no rush. As long as you recover well.”
Tori nodded and smiled. “I know.” She looked towards Ilyana and motioned her hand towards her. “Papa, this is Ilyana Agafonova, my roommate, business partner, and friend. She’s going to show you to your tent on the beach.”
“Oh, a tent on the beach.” Gregorio chuckled and stood up straight. He looked at Ilyana and gave her a kind bow. “A pleasure to meet you, Lady Agafonova. My daughter speaks very highly of you.”
Ilyana gave him a respectful curtsy. “It’s an honor to meet you, as well, my lord. Tori is my best friend, and she takes very good care of me. Please give me a moment to instruct our porters and then I will take you to your resort tent.”
She gave them a small bow of her head before rushing to the dock. Tori looked back at her parents. “I’ve had Mama’s things brought over to the tent and you will be spending the rest of your time there, as the resort tents are more luxurious than our encampment tents.”
“Tori, I don’t need luxury,” her father said with a frown. “I don’t mind staying in the encampment. Those are military grade tents. They’re not something I’m not used to.”
Tori shook her head. “It’s your first time here. I want you to enjoy it with Mama to the fullest,” Tori said. “Ilyana has prepared a full portfolio of activities available, places to eat, and meal menus on the deck.”
“What is the deck?” her father asked, furrowing his brows.
“There is a large wooden deck in front of the resort tents, just before the beach. This is where guest breakfasts are served, as well as light meals if guests are too tired to walk to the promenade.” Tori motioned to the long stone brick lined walkway they were on. “It’s very convenient, especially when you’re tired. There are also staff members always located there in case there is a need.”
“I see.” Her father rubbed his chin as he stood beside her mother and put an arm around Antonia’s slim waist. “I wasn’t sure what to expect, but I suppose I can relax before going back to work.”
“You have work here?” Tori raised a brow. She wasn’t too surprised. She was sure her father going to Anlar for her and Sebastian pushed back some of his work at the march.
“There are some things to discuss with your brothers,” her father told her. He knit his brows. “Is there a place where we can discuss things privately?”
“While all the resort tents have noise canceling crystals at all corners, the meeting rooms in the operations tent have been prepared to be even more discreet; however, there are a lot of people there. If you need a private place, I suggest my tent.”
“It has noise canceling crystals, two silence circles, and Tori replaces the silence charms once a week,” her mother told Gregorio.
Her father looked at her with caution. “Is that all right?”
“I tend to do a lot of my work in the operations tent right now, as it’s easier for me to speak to project and village leads and move around on a wheelchair,” Tori said. “Mama and Kasen have been the ones using my tent to work on the county.”
A dark shadow graced her father’s face at the reminder. His lips pulled into a tight frown. He took a deep breath, as if to collect himself. “You were taken advantage of.”
“I know, but there isn’t anything I can do. At the very least, Mama and Kasen are helping me, and Piers is interviewing two potential aides,” Tori said.
“She can leave the desk work to us until she finishes her project,” Antonia told Gregorio. “I trust there are no complaints?” She raised a brow as if daring him to protest. He did not.
“I know Mama and Kasen are busy, so once the aides have been selected, they will train directly under Mama and Kasen before they return,” Tori said.
Her father nodded. “Sur is efficient. We can afford this.”
“Marquis and Marquess!” Ilyana returned and gave them a bright smile. “Please follow me! I will take you to the beach.”
“I have work to do now, so Ilyana will be your liaison. We are having dinner at Bluewater, Henrik’s restaurant.” Tori pointed to the large restaurant nestled in the plaza further away. Her father nodded.
“Then, we will see you at dinner.”
She watched her parents be escorted away before having the knight accompanying her take her to the operations tent. With the buildings facing the promenade relatively completed, she wanted to start building inland using a shared courtyard model that was prevalent in old cities with congested populations.
The homes were narrow, but deep, and from the estimates of architects and civil engineers, traditional brick homes could be built up to four stories tall closer to the shore and higher the further inland they were built. Many Old-World towns and villages in her original world sprung up naturally over hundreds of years.
Their streets were twisted, disorganized, and easy to get lost in. Some streets did not even qualify as glorified alleys. This always drove Tori insane.
She had a large grid drawn over the largest map they had of the shoreline and islands. Since she was essentially constructing a planned community, Viclya was going to have its streets in a grid pattern if it killed her. Neighborhoods would be centered around small plazas and a large thoroughfare, which was currently the main road, would lead from the village borders to the promenade.
The road would also be the main transport road through her county and would connect satellite villages along the way. The satellite villages would support farms further inland. The road followed along the Cosora River and started on the western side of the river; in the Alvere Duchy.
Her county started at a point where the Alvere Duchy and the Fekete Duchy ended. The Cosora Delta region could best be described as a triangle from that point, spreading out to cover islands and the bay. Ideally, a town should be created there and a port for river crossing be built.
She was still working on her proposal to Duchess Fekete, but wasn’t in a rush. She also wanted to see if bridges could be built across the expanse of the river.
Upon entering the operations tent, JP dragged her into a meeting on farmland allocations. A list of villagers who were hoping to return to farming was presented to her and, surprisingly, there weren’t as many as when she started. The original village was mainly farmers, but after resettlement many people had to learn new skills.
Most of them were younger people from farming families. However, after the tourist season, she would need to redirect their efforts to prepare for farming.
The meeting took up the rest of the afternoon and Tori submitted another proposal, which was for animal husbandry for consumption. It was mainly pigs, chickens, and cows. She could get mutton and wool from Anlar quite cheaply, so she didn’t think it was necessary to add sheep and goats at this time.
“My lady, should we give husbandry priority?”
“We’re not purchasing animals now, but we need to prepare. We will need to find a suitable area for raising animals for slaughter. Preferably away from any planned villages and towns.” She didn’t plan any massive, industrial scale slaughtering, but a lot of animals always meant a certain amount of smell. No one wanted to vacation in a place that smelled of cow poo.
“What if we lack manpower?”
“We start small and grow as the delta grows,” Tori said. “All things considering, I don’t believe that your village will be the only village resettled here. The conflict on the eastern border has not subsided, and as of right now, we are the only working model of refugee resettlement in Soleil.”
Her words were serious, and the atmosphere of the meeting room dropped.
“My lady, has there been word of more refugees?” one of the men asked with a worried expression.
“No, but border villages are still in danger of being raided. How often was your home village raided before you were forced to evacuate?” Tori asked.
Several people looked around and then towards the oldest member of the group. The fifty-something year old man with graying hair let out a heavy breath and seemed defeated. “There have been raids every few years since I can remember. In the last five years, the frequency has increased. Several nearby villages were finally overrun and the Osten military told us that our choices were to leave or stay and risk death. Not all of us...left.”
He looked up and met her eyes with some emptiness. The villagers believed their chances of survival were slim if they fled, but if they stayed, they would end up as neighboring villages that had already been raided and lost in the conflict. If they stayed, they would die, so they took what they could carry and abandoned their homes.
While the start was very rough, they considered themselves lucky after two years. Most adults had steady jobs, however meager. There was food, access to medicine, children were getting an education, and there was solid leadership they could trust. There was safety and stability.
Tori bit her lips. “If the Duraga Federation is smart, they would focus their raids on farming villages that supplied food and feed to the soldiers and their animals. If that is cut off, it will weaken the military. Luckily, our infrastructure can provide a steady stream of supplies to the eastern front even without border villages, but that doesn’t mean the Duraga Federation will stop. The border villages can also be claimed for their use if they can keep it long enough. That is why I expect there to be future groups that require resettlement. Large scale evacuation will leave swaths of land open to the Duraga Federation if they can’t be protected. Of course, no one wants to leave their home, either.
“I have yet to draft plans to prepare for more refugees, but I don’t want anyone to think that it isn’t possible. I am sure that there are many villagers who have families that remain in that region. If and when the time comes, we must be prepared to take them and resettle them. If not here permanently, then elsewhere in the empire. We have roughly a hundred young people who are scattered around Soleil studying, and not all of them will come back to settle here. We should keep such options in mind.
“Don’t worry about the resources. We have land we can use. We can still grow.” Tori let out a sigh and smiled. “But none of this has happened yet. Let’s focus on what we’re working on now.”
Several voices agreed and as people began to leave the meeting room, two people, including the gray-haired man, remained to ask her about bringing relatives they were worried about. The gray-haired man’s daughter had married out of the village and her new village hadn’t been evacuated. He wanted to bring her and her family to Viclya.
Tori furrowed her brows. “Let me discuss the legalities of this with my counselors. However, from a personal standpoint, I believe that if you can support and live with your extended family without straining the resources of your neighbors, then you can bring them here. At this time, we are not prepared to provide additional resources for people outside of the initial group, so it will be up to you and your family to support them until they can support themselves.”
The man nodded understandingly, and left the tent.
“I should’ve considered chain migration earlier,” Tori said as she was pushed out of the meeting room. “I can imagine that many people have relatives in the border region and are worried about their safety.”
JP nodded as he walked through the operations tent with her. “We might be able to use the additional people now that farmland has been allocated. The land you’ve been given is spacious enough; a few more villages and towns along the main road won’t be bad.”
Tori let out a small hum and nodded. “We’ll look into it more later. Honestly, there is so much to think about.”
“It’s tough being the Countess.” JP grinned and Tori rolled her eyes. JP remained in the operations tent, doing light clerical work for her.
By the time she reached her tent, the sun was setting. She raised her arms and stretched. The two knights outside her tent gave her a small nod and one held open the flap. As she was rolled in, she furrowed her brows and looked at the four people in the front room.
“What are you all doing here?” Tori frowned. “Mama, Papa, you’re supposed to be relaxing. And Sebby, when did you get back?”
“An hour ago,” Sebastian said.
Marquis Guevera looked at the knight pushing her and gave her a curt nod. It was a silent dismissal and Sir Balzar bowed her head and stepped out. The heavy tent flap closed behind Tori, and she looked back at her family. There was some tension in the air.
“What’s going on?”
“I have to go to Horizon tomorrow,” Kasen said as he leaned back on a chair behind her desk. His lips were pulled into a frown. “I’m going to have to leave for a bit.”
“Is it for the job you were doing?” Tori asked. She expected he’d have to leave eventually and wasn’t surprised that he was leaving so soon.
Kasen nodded. “Mama will continue my work. I should be back in a few days.”
“Is it serious?” Tori narrowed her eyes. She looked around at her family and no one seemed to want to answer her. Tori closed her eyes and let out a heavy breath. “I know you don’t want to tell me, but since everyone is very quiet, I suspect it may have something to do with me?”
“Not directly, but related,” Sebastian told her. “Do you remember the poachers in Anlar?”
“Yes, it was a few weeks ago.”
“Baldwin called,” Kasen said, sitting up straight and putting his hands on the desk. “After some investigation, several of the poachers captured by Sebastian had been seen along some small rural villages and identification papers with them were suspicious, which coincides with my mission.”
His eyes flickered to their father and Tori turned towards him.
The Marquis was staring at his daughter, as if trying to find an answer. After a few moments, he took a deep breath. “You are sixteen years old now, Tori. You are an adult member of the march. When your brothers were your age, they began to participate.”
Tori’s lips tightened into a line. “Are you saying I have a right to know?”
“Yes, but you also have the right not to know,” Kasen told her. “You’re still in Lycée and have a complex project. In addition, you were made countess and now must bear the responsibility of governing the Cosora Delta. The level of complexity of your project and your new peerage are things Sebastian and I never had to deal with, so we were able to take on additional work from the march without worry.”
Tori narrowed her eyes. “How much is additional work?”
“If it is regarding your brother’s mission, there is nothing for you to do. It would simply be information,” her mother said. “That being said, Tori. Do you want to know what Kasen’s mission is?”
Tori pursed her lips. “No. Not particularly.”
Comments
nugitoBambino
@leeland her family's already rich and she's essentially running a (crystal) tech country already. And, of course, being given a standing offer of becoming a countess after she lives her life and travels is different than being forced into the position the moment she becomes of age.
Will C
Still feels like she got stuck with the job to stop her leaving the plebs in charge. As traditionally the last thing royalty and nobles want and need is for the commoners to find out they can successfully rule themselves without some in bred overlord watching them. It tends to end badly for the people who rely on the divine right to rule and hereditary rule.
noëlle
I feel like the king has NO idea what he’s losing by not letting Tori be a crystal fanatic and explorer. Sure she’s changing the delta but her work is gonna have big effects on the country as a whole. He’s using her to improve one area of the country when she could be a multiplier on the ENTIRE country.
noëlle
@Leeland I think that what’s different is the difference between you setting up a successful local business while preparing more long term managers so you can invest time in your own life when you basically suddenly become responsible for developing several more markets and you have none of the support staff for running the operations of a multimarket business. Also this is literally what the phrase golden handcuffs refers to. The chance for wealth and success absolutely but your life now revolves around that. You spend most waking time reacting to problems as they come up as well as just normal every day management. There’s zero chance Tori will get to explore and focus on crystals as she truly wants.
wd40bomber7
Aww she didn't want to know? Way to leave us in the dark. What you don't know can definitely hurt you (in fact it already has) so I hope they tell her anyways...
Nikola
She not making any money though, she is spending basically all her money from Lions Gate and her families money on just her project. It will be awhile before she gets a sort of real wealth from the delta remember the delta had nothing she had to start form zero. So is like being given a start up with the potential to be big but she still put not just her own money but her families money. The title gives her every little she couldn't get on her own as another commenter said there golden shackles to keep her in place.
Leeland
I still think the title is seen to negative by some. People would (and in our history have) murder for a noble title. Yes, it is a ton of work, but there are also the opportunities it gives. Be it to influence huge tracks of land and people or the possibility to gain immense wealth through it. I get how it is something Tori does not need as she was already nobility, but more influence in the kingdome and wealth independent from her family is a positive. I feel a little bit as if someone was gifted a medium sized company (like Starbucks) and was only complaining that running it is hard. That is not wrong, but it also makes you filthy rich if you do it right....
Nikola
Unfortunately the Emperor knows Tori well enough to know that she wouldn't reject the title after it was so publicly offered, that and it might leave the villagers in a bind. There also the whole the Empire most look strong to the outside world a monolith if you will. Of course Tori's family is going to exploit and leverage every loop hole, policy and law they can find. The Guevara's are going to as much of a pain in the ass as they can possibly legally do and then some. The Emperor got Tori but he piss off her family and likely the other Marches are going to give him side eye to. There are protocols and traditions for things like this and his thru that out the window and people will notice and talk about it.
Empty Shelf
As you point out, her family leads a big chunk of the Empire's military, and there are appearances to maintain. And in the end, she really doesn't have much standing to refuse what is essentially a direct order from her sovereign. Doing so anyway might reflect poorly on the Emperor, but it would be be an embarrassment to the family name and a scandal that the Delta can't really afford at this stage.
nugitoBambino
I really want to see a scene with the empress and piers livid at the emperor for this. I don't mind Tori being a Countess from a narrative perspective (and kinda assumed it would happen). But after the other chapter where it was shown to be golden fetters, I feel like I need some closure. It was just such a conniving, dick, move. I want to see Toni cold shoulder Monica, and Piers showing his seething anger and fear from almost losing his friend at the family dinner table.
Althaelus
Im unsure why she says theres nothing she can do about the countess situation. If she declines what could they do, hang the daughter of the leaders of a big chunk of the empires military? Unlikely. If its a slap to the emperors face that just means he played the game poorly and deserved it. Play stupid games win stupid prizes.
Summercat
....she might not want to know, but I do! Also, as an aside, does this mean Otter's Landing is part of the County?
abowden
It's a good thing that that particular form of crystal research is relevant to governance, no? A perfect excuse, if you ask me. same for the comcry's that work over water. I kind of hope she develops some secret military tech to help them overcome the duraga federation, raiding and pillaging ain't cool in my book.
