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.

of authority from earlier. His age and exasperation seemingly lost in

General Rambada of Talman is asking to

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

the rod, spoil the

rose to his feet, his grim presence as a military man

had just arrived was shaking in his boots and sweating down

a moment to collect himself outside

troubles with his old man and Mystic Sky Sect out of his

held

forget to nod at Burt and

for Burt to help today, and he was actually surprised to see Burt recover so quickly while his abilities improved to the next level. The man might even be more gifted than

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