"Prime Minister, there is no magical aura in this empire that simply prevents a man from having children just because he 'doesn't want them,'" Heena replied, her voice echoing clearly. "If a man wishes to avoid heirs while maintaining a busy courtyard, he takes contraceptives. Or his wives do. But, from my investigation, I found a rather fascinating detail: the Prime Minister's household has not purchased a single contraceptive draft, pill, or tonic in the last ten years."
The Prime Minister's eyes widened in sheer outrage. The veins in his neck bulged.
"Did you... did you investigate my private family matters?!" he roared, the sheer audacity of the act completely shattering his calm. "Who gave you the right to investigate my family?!"
Heena didn't back down an inch. She took a step forward, her aura violently clashing against his.
