Artin chuckled, and stared at Aimero with a small smile on his face. "I was not sure at first, but is this any way to treat your cousin?"
Aimero raised his sword up further, slightly pricking Artin's neck. "If you are aware of our relations, then why do you still come up and speak to me?" Artin raised his shoulders as an answer. "Empress Mother has nothing to do with your family. She made that clear five years ago."
Artin smiled even wider, "I would have thought that by now she would have given up on the foolish dream that we could all live together in peace."
Aimero shrugged, "I believe in what she believes in. After all, there is no way that she can do something will not succeed."
Artin shook his head, "You are all utterly foolish. Those beliefs were instilled into her by her foolish parents, and they have been instilled into you as well."
"If you do not believe in it, why do you attend this academy? It is exactly what my mother believes in."
