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.

without a word. At least for now, he lacked the conviction to be a

Lucozia signified boundless power, unending prestige, wealth beyond measure, and the grandeur of ruling the realm. In Dustin’s eyes, however, it was a burden too weighty to bear. The throne carried with it

he decided to be selfish. Let this time be

the following days within the palace, attending to the aftermath of the rebellion, including the dismantling of the Dragon Guard Pavilion. With Rufus Rhys ailing,

disposition. Dustin offered him two choices: remain in West Lucozia, relinquish military command, and live the life of a leisurely nobleman, or depart with a generous sum, venturing forth on his own, bearing

clear-cut: a life of ease or

path of adventure, deeming it better than a stagnant existence. He held hope of making a triumphant return and establishing

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