The group of beautiful young men who had once belonged to Margaery had undergone a complete transformation after the baptism of war. They had once been recoiling in fear, showing obedience to me. They hadn’t even had the courage to look me in the eye. I’d found them girly in the past but now, they had become firm and unyielding in character!

They had become real men!

“Thank you, Your Highness, for giving us a chance to go to the battlefront. We finally understood what dignity is!” Everyone looked at me with burning gazes. They didn’t knit their brows from pain at all; instead, they had become more courageous.

“Your Highness, I have never been so proud! I fought for my family, for my people, for my Queen!...