#Chapter 185 - Blaise’s Court

Frederic I’m not sure what to make of the city of Tartarus. On one hand, I can’t help but admire the power apparent in every corner of the opulent capital. On the other, it seems like a bloody waste to have relegated three quarters of the citizens below ground. Just as in Elysium or his teenage home in the Gemini pack, Frederic was always analyzing the pack structure and leadership, always assessing how he would do things differently if he was in control. He supposed Blaise was powerful and mad enough to afford to subjugate the populace this way, but that also meant he was wasting an incredible labor force. The underground inhabitants would be much better served as an army – one that could help expand his territory rather than simply upholding the same status quo that had always existed. In his place, Frederic would certainly not have kept the aristocrats in such high esteem either. If anything, they were the ones who should be forced to live in the ruins of centuries past. Fre