"This region is yours to have," Aldred said. "However, I will need you to pay taxes to me. I am sure you understand that to maintain an army I need a lot of resources and manpower."
"I disagree!"
Suddenly, Vortimer entered the room and expressed his disagreement. "I don't think Zarael is worthy enough for you to give him this region that easily."
Zarael frowned.
"Why do you think so?" Aldred asked.
Vortimer pointed at her. "During this operation, her contributions are barely noticeable. It is my army that did most of the work coordinating the mercenaries, gathering intelligence, and intercepting the enemies before they could disrupt our plan. Zarael only managed to kill the lord because I found him first and because I let her kill him."
Aldred put his hand on his chin, pondering the arguments deeply. "I would say you make some fair points, Vortimer. So what do you suggest?"