However, Maria still came to the royal palace a few days later, because she also managed the palace library. At the same time, she served as the royal scribe. Although this so-called "royal family" consisted of Solam alone, the Council of Elders had still assigned him a scribe according to ancient tradition.
"I'm sorry, Little Ram. I was only joking. Besides, when all was said and done, it was your own foolishness that caused this. Otherwise, the others wouldn't have agreed to that royal title." Solam had originally hidden in his room because he did not want to see her, but she barged in anyway, scooped him up in one go, and apologized with a deeply aggrieved expression.
"Damn it! Let me go! Guards! Guards! Someone's attacking your king!" Solam could not even be bothered listening to her apology. What did she mean, it was his own fault? If she had not thrown him into that wine barrel, would all that mess afterward have happened?
"Hehe, the guards have all been transferred away. The Council of Elders has decided to launch an expedition against that old White Dragon. You can scream your throat raw now, and nobody will come save you." As she spoke, she revealed a wicked grin, just like the creepy uncles who wanted to molest little girls.
"Help! There's a female pervert! I'm being molested!" In truth, Solam did not like that royal title, but he was not all that angry about it either. The whole thing had been more of a joke from the beginning. He himself did not take the title of king very seriously, and the other cloud giants were probably just playing along too.
What truly annoyed him was being made a fool of—especially by Maria. He even suspected that she had planned