The Emperor observed the Commander in front of him with a stoic expression. It was almost as if he was searching for something. Then spontaneously, his serious expression broke into a smile as warm as the summer sun.
"You may approach, Commander." He enjoyed calling him the title more than Wen Jinkai ever would. A Commander. A hero. He was someone treasured and praised by the entire nation. The Emperor was as proud as any fatherly figure would.
Wen Jinkai wordlessly walked past the guards that lined the staircase. He strolled up the stairs with a confidence that no one could ever match.
"You seem well," the Emperor commented when Wen Jinkai was an arm's reach from him.
Wen Jinkai didn't respond to the compliment, but the slight curl on the left side of his lips was enough to show that he had heard what the Emperor said.
