He arched a brow, the young man was more than correct, she'd dismember anyone who mentioned marriage or courting, to make a point but even frustrated she'd pick him every time. "That is Indeed so, I guess then I simply have one choice." He walked towards Zakran, expressionless.

The emperor sat back down in his chair and his hand were now removed from his gloves and slapped on his desk well aware of his wife's presence. "I want you to know I full intended to leave him with at least a inch of his life."

––– clears throat.

I thought I heard the clamoring of a traitors boots shaking, seems I was correct.

Are we stirring the flames of our daughter temper again?

My Empress. This isn't news. If she is keeping something from us, you need know it's only a matter of time.

-he looked at the object and then at her.- Our son is the only weapon I need, my sword of our family's honor and power, your family's resilience and valiance. The balance of a perfect hilt and our eldest ones are the ignition coil and the the blade. One starts the other ends.

BTS OF THE FUTURE

"Are you alright," He now looked at her more intently.

He gripped the object only to be alerted by red blaring alarms screaming through the halls. "Seems I won't be needing it."

*is standing behind him when he turns to leave.* Did you just call your imperial princess ... An idiot?

"nightmares again."

"again?"