"Can I see her?" he asked eagerly.
"No, you can't. I've hidden him away from my father, and when the time is right, and I convince dad about this useless war, you might meet her one day."
Rebel holds on to what mom told him. And when that day arrived, Rebel was already a grown man, and I was just seventeen, but he was already engaged to another woman that Dad adopted as his own.
"Violet's daughter, an elder, will be here three days from now. I like you to meet them and ensure they are safe," Dad instructed him.
Rebel was delighted. He wouldn't even know that the day he had been waiting for was finally coming. He told Dad he wanted to end the engagement with Fiona and Dad agreed quickly.
"And also, Rebel, take this," Dad said, giving him a bottle with violet liquid inside.
Rebel's eyes widened.
"My king, this is-"
