The creation of the Princess Faction had finally been completed, and not in some quiet, unnoticed way either. It was the kind of development that spread through the noble circles like wildfire through dry grass.
One moment it was rumors whispered behind velvet curtains and over glasses of wine, and the next moment it had already become an official power in the political landscape of the kingdom.
A surprising number of nobles had already stepped forward to declare their affiliation. Some of them did it openly, proudly placing their names beside the Princess as if they had been loyal supporters all along.
Others were a bit more cautious, offering their backing through quieter channels, the kind that didn't make headlines but still carried weight where it mattered.
Either way, support was piling up.
And the Princess herself had made things crystal clear.
She had officially declared that she would pursue the throne.
