"Dustin, you're not joking, are you?" Margaret furrowed her brows slightly. The answer had come too suddenly, leaving her momentarily at a loss. "Would I joke about something like this?" Dustin gave a faint smile and said, "Your brothers are all mediocre and can't carry the weight of leadership. But you're different --- skilled in both civil and martial affairs, brave and wise, with the people and country in your heart. If you were to take the throne, Dragonmarsh would undoubtedly become even more prosperous." "Stop it. I'm just a woman --- how could I be fit to rule an entire nation?" Margaret shook her head. "So what if you're a woman? Why not?" Dustin wasn’t convinced and spoke steadily, "If we look back a thousand years, wasn’t there a female emperor? Even now, she’s still widely admired." "That was different," Margaret shook her head again. "Forget whether it's possib...