The valet named Fenton replied respectfully, "Sixty-three years, sir."

"And your daughter... I heard she's doing well in Morhen?" Godwin asked.

"More or less." Fenton nodded, chuckling. "Word has it that she's the leader of the Martial Alliance or some thingamajig. We'd never understand what the young ones are up to these days."

Godwin turned toward his valet and old friend with a smile. "Well, Frank's alive. Does their betrothal still count?"

"Of course, my lord. I'll send word to my daughter right away and have her depart to Riverton and protect Master Frank immediately."

"Good." Godwin nodded in satisfaction but soon shook his head and sighed. "Danger lurks in every corner of Draconia. We can only wait until that silly boy comes around!"

"He's wise beyond his age. He will eventually understand your plight, sir."

Both men were still speaking when a uniformed soldier suddenly entered.

"Sir!" He saluted Godwin.

was suddenly the figure of authority from earlier. His age and exasperation seemingly lost in an

of Talman

chuckled coolly, glancing at Fenton as he growled, "It seems

rod,

as per usual!" Godwin slowly rose to his feet, his grim presence as a

arrived was shaking in his boots and sweating

at Riverton, Frank took a moment

the troubles with his old man and Mystic Sky Sect out of his mind, he entered

soon as he saw her, and he held

forget to nod at Burt and

to see Burt recover so quickly while his abilities

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