This Duke, made of sterner stuff than his father, has never tolerated this sort of scheming in the past. He opens his mouth to give the order for Mirjana's execution. But before he can speak, his Chancellor rushes forward.
"My liege," he says. "If I may. If the lady lives, she will be the wife of the next Duke. Consider her diplomatic skills: they are extraordinary, the best in the Realm. Indeed, she is an unusually capable woman. She would help the next Duke rule." He shuffles some parchment. "It also bears mentioning that she is a Princess of Croatia with a claim on the Kingdom there."
The Duke glares at him, then sighs. "Very well," he says. "We will give her a stern warning. God hope you are correct about her abilities."
"Thank you, my Liege." He hesitates. "If I may, my Liege. There is also some evidence that the Heir himself is plotting against baby Ryan. Many of the same considerations apply to that case as well. He will be an exceptional successor."
The Duke closes his eyes but nods. "Make it so," he says.