Jordon didn’t respond immediately. He simply studied his daughter’s expression. As Aiden’s younger brother, he uood full well how insane all the instructors at the pavilion were, so them sending two of their students into a warzone didn’t actually e as much of a surprise, and to some extent, he actually agreed with their idea.
Due to the fact that they shared a border with one of the most overbearing fas on the ti, their ‘skirmishes’ with the O’Brien Empire were particurly cruel and bloodthirsty.
For many, the battlefield was a death sentence, but feniuses on the level of the students of the Pavilion, it was the perfect pce to hoheir skills. Unfortunately, whilst that was the case for the other students, that same logic couldn’t be applied to Amira.
Amira was currently the only princess of the Rohault Empire, and whilst the specifics had always bee under s, it was still fairly well known that her talent was incredible.
When added together, those two facts made her a prime target for assassinations and/or kidnapping. It was the reason why, when she was home, wherever she went, she was always escorted by a saint.
“Dad,” Amira called out, having guessed what was going through her father’s head. “The battlefield is only for mortals, so between Ace, Kil, Leo and I, we should be able to protect ourselves from any threat that es our way.”
Although he didn’t uand the specifics of his strength, Jordon had already learnt from his nephew, Brandell – who went to pick up his daughter from the pavilion a few weeks prior – that Ace had somehow mao break the curse preventing him from being a mage.
When he asked Amira, although she seemed cagey with the details, she still admitted that Ace was by far the stro and most taleudent in the Pavilion, something that greatly shocked both he and his wife.
They could see that their daughter seemed to have developed feelings for the boy, but they were well aware of how proud Amira was when it came to her cultivatiardless of her feelings, she would never admit to being inferior to anyone unless it was absolutely true.
In terms of talent, Amira was no inferior to Aiden, who ublicly reised as the most outstanding talent in the Rohault Empire’s history. So Jordon’s shock hearing about Ace’s talent could be uood.
But after hearing about Ace’s battle against the young Ebeze from Duke Kaymin, he uood just how correct his daughter had been.
For a 14-year-old warrior at the fifth rank to have prehended ‘Impose’ was nothing short of inceivable.
Still, as talented as he was, he was still just a child himself. Jordon couldn’t bring himself to entrust his only daughter’s safety to another child, especially when it was this very daughter whom he pnned orusting with the future of his Empire iure.
“I know you’re worried about my safety,” Amira tinued upon seeing her father’s hesitation. “But if I’m to live up to my full potential, then I ’t shy away from danger.
It was by fag those dangers head-on that allowed you and Uncle Aiden to reach your current strength and bring the Rohault Empire to its current state.”
Emperor Jordan was left speechless in the face of his daughter’s argument; after all, everything she said was right.
A couple of thousands of years ago, back when he and Aiden were growing up, the Rohault territory wasn’t the empire it was today. In fact, it was just a small town that their parents ruled over.
It was only through the hard work of the Rohault Brothers that they were able to expand and quer, transf their territory from a small town into a duchy to a kingdom and finally into the Empire it is today.
In that time, the Rohault brothers faced more than their fair share of life ah experiences and like Amira said, each of those experiences was what tempered the brothers allowing them to reach their curres.
Still, as true as all of that was, Jordon was willing to gh everything he had so that his future children wouldn’t have to.
“I’ll speak to your mother about it and give you an answer by m,” Emperor Jordon said with a sigh. “For now, just take uests and show them to their quarters.”
‘Now I just o find a way to vihat wife of mine,’ Jordon thought to himself as he watched everyone leave the throne room.
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“Absolutely not!” An exceedingly beautiful woman who looked a lot like a darker-skinned and more mature version of Amira, with aremely round belly, shouted from her rge aremely fortable bed at Jordon, the reigning ruler of the Rohault Empire. “There is no way I’m allowing my little girl to risk her life on the front lines like that.”
She was Sharanthia, Jordon’s wife and the current Empress of Rohault.
“Thia, At the end of the day, this is your decision to make, and I’ll support you whatever you decide,” Jordon said softly as he took his wife’s hands in his own. “But you know better than ahat if she’s going to make the most of all her potential, she o learn how to deal with the adversities life’s going to throw at her without you or anyone else being there to hold the sky up for her.
After all, with her potential, there will undoubtedly e a time when she surpasses both of us, and at that point, her you nor I will be able to protect her.”
Hearing that, a vat expression on the face of the Rohault Empress. For the first time in a long time, she was at a loss for how to proceed.
Many would be shocked if they were there to watch the iioween the married couple.
It ubliowledge that it was Jordon and Aiden who essentially built the empire from the ground up, whilst he only married Sharanthia around 12 or so years ago, a, it almost seemed as though Sharanthia was the one in trol.
“Bring that Ace boy here, and make sure he es alone,” Sharanthia snorted with a disdainful light fshing across her light brown eyes. “I want to see what all the fuss is about.”
Jordon didn’t say anything as he took his leave, but a knowing smile suffused his lips as he uood that this was his wife’s way of saying she was willing to sider it.
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Oher side of the pace, Ad the others were all sitting catg up in Amira’s training garden when Ace suddenly turo face the figure of Amira’s father floating towards them in the skies above them.
‘Ooh, he sense my presence?’ Jordon discovered as he looked down at the dark-haired youth in surprise. ‘Just how strong is his soul exactly?’
Even though he wasly hiding his presence, only those with souls at or around the saint rank should be able to sense his presence from that kind of difference. But when he remembered that it was his brother who was his master, all he could do was sigh helplessly.
“Dad, your back?” Amira asked, a glimmer of hope and anticipation flickering in her eyes. “Did you speak to mom?”
“I did. She said she wants to speak to Ace,” Jordon expined.
“Alohe emperor added when he saw his daughter standing up as if she was about to follow along.
“Why alone?” Amira asked baxiously.
“What are you so scared of?” Jordon asked teasingly. “I promise your mother’s not going to devour your ‘friend’.”
Hearing the way her father said the word “friend”, a furious blush appeared on Amira’s cheeks, but before she could respond, Ace’s voice rang in all of their ears. “I’m willing.”
“Ace…”
“o worry,” Ace smiled reassuringly at Amira to put her mind at ease. “I’m sure everything will be fine.”
Even though he said that Ace couldn’t help but feel a rush of hreaten to overwhelm him. It was clear from the way Amira was ag that as important as her father was, it was her mother’s opinion that truly mattered to her.
“Where are we going?” Ace asked, turning his attention back to the emperor.
“This way,” Jordon smiled softly as the earth beh Ace’s feet began to tremble slightly.
Before Killian and Leo could uand what was happening, Ace was floating on a small mound of earth, following behind Emperor Jordon.
“You really don’t o be worried,” Jordon chuckled when he saw Ace’s nervous expression. “I promise no harm will e to you.”
“It’s not that,” Ace replied. “It’s just there’s been something that’s been b me these st few weeks since Amira’s uncle came to pick her up.”
“What’s that?” Jordon asked curiously.
“It’s about the old man,” Ace admitted. “He mentiohat, unlike me, his inability to sehe ws of nature wasn’t a dition he was born with. I was w what happened…”
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Book 5: Chapter 42 – The War God Arrives
