Noah placed the talisman down, a small hint of shock on his face. Still, it only took him a moment for him to regain his calm.
Noah didn't know what his grandfather's ability was. In fact, he was certain that no one knew. Emperor Fawkes was a man who always kept his cards close to his chest. Even his closest advisors might not know everything he was thinking about.
But, this was the way of an Emperor. To remain so calm even in the face of everything you and your Ancestors had built potentially burning down… this was the marker of a true ruler.
That said, Noah wasn't so certain that this was all about calmness. He always got the sense that his grandfather wasn't calm but rather… confident.
It was a subtle difference that was hard to grasp but even harder to fake.
However, as the Prince of the Empire, Noah knew the situation well. And, quite frankly, there was simply nothing to be confident about.
