“Are you sure about this Lyn?” Florina asked. Her face was coloured with concern, her large blue eyes searching.
Lyn nodded. She had heard the same from Kent and Sain already, from Hector as well. She hated having to add to his burdens but at least he had the know how for ruling. He grew up in Ostia's castle, had the education that most young lords did, and advisors that he could trust. Advisors that had seen more than one lord's reign and had experience to draw on.
“I'm not cut out for this. It just makes sense to let Caelin's rule fall to someone who has the time, resources and knowledge to rule it properly,” she explained. As she had to anyone else who had asked. As she would to anyone else who would ask. She hoped that no one else would. It was exhausting.
“But tonight? It's only been three days since the funeral. Why not wait until morning?” Florina asked gently. She knew that Lyn had barely slept since her grandfather's death.