I’ve solved all the problems with inheritance, and now I don’t have to fear my uncle’s persecution. Right?
Well, yes? That’s what I’d like to believe—that at least something can go the way it was planned.
What can I say about that. Wanting is not harmful. It’s harmful not to want. Because my uncle won’t stop being bothered by my modest person. And for everyone else, I’m a figure in which Rurik blood flows—giving me the right to the grand prince’s throne. That’s why they’re watching my attempts, stocking up on popcorn.
In short, it’s all the same as always. If you want peace, get ready for war. If you want a quiet life, be strong enough for that. And that’s not a problem!