A Political Move
Three in favor, one against, one abstention.
And like that it was done, her current course set for at least the next month. She would go to Beetletun and try to keep affairs in order until a proper Minister for the shire could be found.
There were objections, many of them she’d made herself. Appointing a Minister rather than having one elected could be seen as overstepping the rights of the people to represent themselves…rights that weren’t specifically guaranteed anywhere. At the same time, as thorough as the Shining Blade were, the White Mantle had endured long enough to pose a significant threat to the safety of the Kingdom, and it wasn’t impossible there were more hiding out there, laying low and looking for opportunities to continue Caudecus’ work.
Placing their own Minister, temporarily, gave them a chance to try and untangle whatever secrets were left in place, to find where evil had been seeded and missed in the ripping out of the main root. It also made them look like authoritarian dictators, and why should the people of Beetletun trust and accept her, a known murderer, as their leader? Overseer seemed like a more apt term. Rose knew why she’d been picked, she was well known for her work in Rurikton, her work in the Ministry and her time serving in conscription to pay for her crimes was marked by glory on the battlefield against the Mantle.
Setting books into the cart to move to her new home, a small rented house with space on the second floor for an office, she did not expect to be welcomed warmly or at all. It would be a challenge to try and win their trust, but one she was willing to take on. Someone had to and she wasn’t sure who she would have suggested in her place. She didn’t feel like she was ideal…but neither was anyone else. There was no ideal way to do what they were doing, in theory for the good of the realm.