The Emperor, sitting on his throne, watched as his daughter came over to the bottom of the stairs. His stern expression, long white hair, and the crown on his head conveyed a clear message about his authority and mood. However, the Princess disregarded it all and proceeded to climb the stairs.
The Emperor continued to gaze at the Princess without addressing anything. His face, adorned with a black beard, remained stoic as ever. It was more daunting for Sylvester as it became difficult to decipher the man, especially when there was so much distance between them that he didn't dare ascend the stairs.
"Father! I wish to go to the south city and catch thieves with Jack." She demanded sweetly. "I've trained all my life, and it's time I test my abilities."
The Emperor sighed and rubbed his face with his palm. Right then, the Princess also reached the throne and stopped in front of the Emperor.
