"I just feel that when it actually comes time to put it into practice… it'll definitely be way more troublesome than Astrid made it sound…" Lyra said softly after hearing her out, slightly rubbing her thighs.
The Kingdom of Velys and the Valeria Empire were separated by frozen tundra and snowy plains.
Even in times of peace, their commercial exchanges were not closed; long years of division meant that, even though the two nations shared a common predecessor in the Lorraine Empire, enormous differences had emerged in culture, faith, institutions, and every other aspect.
If they wanted these foreign prisoners to wholeheartedly help build the Empire, the resistance would surely be substantial.
Astrid didn't deny it. With her other hand, the one not held by Lyra, she gently placed it on her own thigh. Her slender legs crossed, and the palm was met with the snowlike delicate feel of black stockings.
"Of course. But for the Empire to have made it this far, what has ever been easy?"
