The Event(1)
Hearing the King's words, Vohler felt like laughing to his heart's content for the first time in many, many years.
They had come swiftly and silently, like the descent of night, mainly because he had no intention of making a huge fuss out of this, and unnecessarily letting the King turn into a martyr who might live on in the hearts of the people and give rise to many more like him in the generations to come.
He had always been praised to be someone who thought of the long term. Even now, he had been thinking about the years that they would be spending ruling over this continent after all this was done, and during that time, he did not want any more problems.
One might say that he was counting his eggs before they were hatched, but he simply called it being careful.