"Father?" Theodore asked after all the ministers and military personnel had left. His face was pale, and his hands trembled at his sides.
August wanted to take back his decree and keep his son close to him safe in the Capital. However, he knew that as a King that he needed to give Theodore this chance to grow. He would need strength to lead in the future. Much more strength than himself.
"Duke Einhardt is a very strong man. In mind and body. He will not simply yield to you because you are my son."
"I can't allow such disrespect. It would be shameful to our family and the kingdom! Why do you allow such insolence?"
"You can only say such things because you have no idea what that elf has done for our family. I will not hear of you acting this way in his presence. Consider him of higher rank than even you my son."
"But… Father?"
