D: "Hello mother. I am going to dismantle the monarchy."

M: That's nice, son.

..............

M: Wait What

D: How did we come into power? We are not a particularly religious people, so it is not the divine right of kings, nor is anyone on the council there on any merit but that which is granted by their blood--

M takes her precious bebe by the shoulders as gently as she can but its taking EVERYTHING to hold back a grip that could crack stone in that moment.

Angrid's bark of a laugh comes out as only a snort, saving her from a fork to the thigh. She leaves the room immediately.

D is unphased: --But is that best for our people? Of course, I will still run for a democratically elected position. I think i could run a campaign better than any of them --