A Royal Purr-suit

Previously

…The gruff advisor had clearly accepted the new reality, even if he didn’t quite understand its deeper implications. Barty, for his part, was still learning. He was learning that leadership wasn't always about roaring or strategizing. Sometimes, it was about knowing when to pause, when to rest, and when to simply bask in the warmth of the sun. The Great Napping Accord, he suspected, was just the beginning. The kingdom was finally breathing again, and it was breathing deeply, contentedly, and with a profound appreciation for the simple, exquisite pleasure of a well-earned nap. The reign of Queen Bartholomew had truly begun, and it was, in its own peculiar way, already peaceful.