"Is this your idea?"
Standing atop the towering tower, overlooking the increasingly prosperous city below, Selena slightly turned her head and looked at her offspring who had just suggested the plan and explained it.
"It's Noah's idea."
Facing his mother's gaze, Tidel, who came alone, lowered his eyes, not daring to meet her gaze,
"He didn't want to come with me."
"Hmm, a very good suggestion. I will talk to your father about it and have him bring it up at the next family council."
"Are you willing to adopt and implement the ten percent land tax?"
The young man lifted his head in surprise. If his father were to raise the issue, it would be set in stone, and no one would oppose it.
"You've already mentioned that relying on slaves to replenish the population shouldn't be a long-term policy."
Selena slowly turned around and looked at her only offspring, who was extremely mediocre, and gently sighed,
"From today onward, this idea will be proposed jointly by you and Noah."
