Ibro was about to ask but he heard a familiar voice protesting:
"Why me? That weak boy will be a burden to my legion. I don't trust him either."
Ibro turned and looked at her. She was really cute without her spear.
"This is my command and you will obey it. He will be very useful to you."
"But father…"
"Here is not home! I'm not your father here. Go and execute my order captain."
She was the supreme commander daughter. Ibro looked strangely to that man.
He was sure that he had guessed his true identity. If another man was in his place, he wouldn't trust him to his daughter but he would deliver him to his enemies.
Ibro felt appreciated towards that man. In half an hour, Ibro left that place to a very luxurious lively huge city. he was walking behind that girl who didn't get over her anger from her father's decision yet.
