Such a person would instantly become the target of public criticism and the disdain of their peers.
In a sense, the Alpha King had skillfully redirected attention away from the royal family and toward anyone foolish enough to voice dissatisfaction. At the same time, he had subtly baited those nobles who had grown accustomed to lavish banquets and excessive privilege. It was a quiet provocation wrapped in courtesy, a political trap hidden beneath an ordinary-looking feast.
The more Addison thought about it, the more she realized that every detail in this banquet hall had been carefully calculated.
"Addie, sit down and let's eat. I really want to hear how your journey went."
The Alpha King spoke warmly as he took his seat at the center of the head table, the position reserved exclusively for the ruler of the kingdom. With a smile, he gestured for Addison to sit on his left, while the Queen gracefully occupied the seat on his right.
