The next day, Great Lady Theodora arrived at the Obsidian Palace to visit her son. Theron's aide and servants hurried to welcome her at the entrance.
"Is my son awake?" the Great Lady asked as she walked inside with the aide in tow. "This early in the day, he should be having his meal in his room, I think? Get servants to unload my carriage. I had my ladies pack medicinal herbs that can help—hmm? What's wrong with your expression?"
The aide felt hesitant to answer as he was sure the Great Lady would not like it.
"His Excellency is not in his chamber… but in the practice grounds."
"What?"
As expected, the Great Lady was perplexed, almost losing her dignified appearance as she turned around to face the aide.
The aide wiped away his sweat. "We tried to stop him but he took his sword and—"
Listening to the man, Great Lady Theodora could not blame him. She knew her son was reckless but she didn't expect him to go to this extent.
