"Fabian, how do you feel?"
Fabian calmly cupped his hands and gave a respectable bow before his Torr. "Father, this son is ready to depart for his journey."
In translation, he was as ready as he would ever be.
"Father, when this son heads out, he will make his name very big, to honor you and our people."
Fabian's eyelashes fluttered, knowing he meant every word of what he said.
One day, he might grow stronger than his father, but that won't change the level of respect he had for the old geezer.
His father was the one man he would never betray in this life.
So trust him when he said he meant every word of his promise.
Torr and the other elders nodded in satisfaction.
Their hearts drummed faster when staring at the determined youngster before them.
But among the group were several others from the newly acquired territories who felt even more fear when hearing Fabian's words.
