Emilia had already forgotten about the hurtful remarks her now-former assistant had made in the morning. As she sat there with her father sipping the soup she had made for him, she could not help but delight at the improvement in his health.
As he sipped the soup, King Delroy could not help but comment, " Sometimes, I wonder if I should have had more kids. That way you would not have been burdened with the responsibility of being an heir to the throne so that you could do something that you love."
"Father, I've already carved out a role here that satisfies me. It's not just my duty to be an heir, I like serving my people and my country. I've been well moulded into the role of a leader."
"Of course you are. I know you are good at adapting to situations." Emilia said nothing to that. It wasn't as if she'd had a choice. She felt her father staring at her and sighed," You have something to say?"
