a matter for adults well tasked in understanding the ins and outs of the polotics is what this might've been considered, but andreas refused to remain outside of such things. the rebellion, those who had caused it, it was in that chaos that his mother's life had been taken away, though not by those who had started the rebellion, oh no, by his own father. andy didn't speak, although he remained conciously aware of his father amongst the crowd, that alone causing his heartbeat to speed up. no, he needed to concentrate, this was important. frederick, when he first spoke, seemed almost sad, andreas had grown up used to the inspirational figure, his posture always straight and his head always high, just like the king he was. though it was fair that in this moment, he was allowed that small display of remorse. in this case, they had lost, they had failed in taking down the rebellion and that rebellion had become a whole other faction of its own.
spies? andreas swallowed thickly, he was not a spy himself, he'd lived here his whole life, but the thought of them being around made him feel on edge. they could be anywhere, watching their every moves, they could be anyone. he had to hold himself back from throwing mordecai a suspicious look. his father was a horrible man, but a spy? unlikely. "we need to focus on rebuilding ourselves," andy's voice was shaky and he had to clear his throat, a hand tugging at the black strands of hair on his head. "we need materials, food, weapons, your highness, where would you have us start?" it was a matter of prioritization of course. while rooting out spies was important, so was rebuilding and restocking what they had lost. food and weapons, at least for the moment, seemed the most important in his mind, but, he was unsure, hence why he'd asked the king himself.
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