The sight of a cat, a winged horse, a phoenix, and a group of bear cubs playing together was indeed adorable, but such things should not have come from the mouth of the ruler of the City of Immortals. At least, that was what Stephanie thought. Even though Salomon had not yet put on the crown, she did not particularly want to hear about how the cubs sharpened their claws on trees or how Pegasus raced the phoenix through the skies. She believed Salomon should display the majesty of a dictator. Gideon Malick thought so as well. Joking with subordinates or telling stories did not suit his identity as a feudal monarch and ruthless ruler.
"If he cannot fight for the interests of Hydra or the Malik family, then prevent him from being controlled by any interest group." This was what Gideon Malick told his daughter. Even while his bodyguard's blood had yet to dry, Gideon Malick sat in his study imparting wisdom to his daughter. "I once tried to persuade him to accept, but he refused. That proves he is not someone we can control. He is a king, not a greedy politician or businessman. A king cannot be manipulated. So you must follow his every step, make his interests the Malik family's interests, and eliminate any force that might be able to manipulate him. My daughter, you must make us one with him."
Stephanie kept her father's teachings firmly in mind. Now, it seemed that her father had been remarkably farsighted. The Malik family's influence had indeed grown much stronger than before. They could even use Congress's investigation into Hydra to strike at forces unwilling to submit. Stephanie wanted Salomon to maintain the bearing of a feudal monarch. Drawing closer would only make people lose their reverence for