Ah, the foolishness of youth… So many believe power comes from brute strength or flashy displays. How quaint.

(She plucks a flower and examines it, her voice dripping with sarcasm.)

It’s the subtlety that wins the game, my dear. A well-placed word here, a strategic alliance there—like weaving a tapestry of power.

(Her gaze sharpens, and she leans forward slightly.)

These young lords and ladies think they can play without consequence. They have no idea how quickly the tides can turn.

(She smirks, a hint of pride in her tone.)

I’ve spent a lifetime cultivating my garden, both here and in the realm of politics. Just wait and see; my family will flourish while others wilt away.

(She stands, adjusting her shawl, a determined look in her eyes.)

Let them underestimate the Queen of Thorns. I shall show them that wisdom is the most potent weapon of all.