Chapter 1910

“Alright, it’s getting late. You should head back to your room and get some rest,” Rufus Rhys advised, weariness etched across his face.

He had selected his eldest son to carry on the mantle of leadership. It was partly due to the lad’s aptitude, and partly out of a desire to make amends for past wrongs.

Regrettably, his son lacked ambition and harboured no aspirations to hold dominion over thousands. Hence, Rufus refrained from pressing too hard. He was nearing the end of his days, and all he wished was for his sons to find safety and happiness. He let go of any other expectations.

and left without a word. At least for now, he lacked

bear. The throne carried with it a multitude of responsibilities, far beyond personal considerations. It meant shouldering the welfare of West Lucozia and perhaps even

he decided to be selfish.

rebellion, including the dismantling of the Dragon Guard Pavilion. With Rufus

two choices: remain in West Lucozia, relinquish military command, and live the life of a leisurely nobleman, or depart

a life of ease or one of

Kate chose the path of adventure, deeming it better than a stagnant existence. He held hope of making a

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