Bea didn't even get to that level. So, before lunch, she approached her father, busy with hugging her mother and kissing her neck and cheeks.
"Dad," She called. Fin turned to her.
"Yes, honey?"
"Can I talk to you?"
Fin nodded but he didn't let go of her mother.
"Alone, please." She said and sighed. He kissed her mother and Fin followed under the stairs.
"What's up?" He asked. She sighed.
"I don't want to take over your army." She said softly.
"Why not?" Fin creased his brows.
"I don't want to do what Zendaya and Demi and Athena are doing. Breaking other's nose. Although I enjoy it, I just—I just want to be an architect and engineer." She said it straight. She knew that her father wouldn't like it because she's firstborn and everyone expects from her a lot.
"Are you sure about that?" He asked, sound so serious and probably dangerous. But her father doted her and she knows that he didn't have a choice.
