That refugee influx was going to cause far more problems than it solved.
The King had intended to shuffle them into a backwater Duchy allotment, and keep them somewhat isolated and out of the spotlight of Royal Politics.
The twelve thousand Acres that belonged directly to the Duchy were enough to support a village, or a small town. But anything more than that would start to rely on imports that had been taxed by another Noble, which was less than optimal for their needs.
With twenty Barons under them, the Duchy would be fine, Alexis was certain. But income was the least of their concerns if they were going to start attracting enough refugees to start a city.
For one, housing for them all.
More importantly, she had intended to make use of Dominic's affinity for magic and magic users to build up a modern enclave with techno magic a normal part of everyday life.
If the Duchy turned into a sprawling refugee slum, there was no way that was going to happen.
