After Jamie and Ray had witnessed the breathtaking sunrise together, Jamie spoke with determination in his voice, "Ray, the time has come. Today, your training begins."
Ray nodded eagerly, ready to embark on this new chapter of his life under his father's guidance.
They entered Jamie's chamber, where Jamie settled into his seat behind the table, and Ray took a seat in front of him, anticipation filling the air.
Jamie initiated the conversation, "Before we delve into the specifics, tell me what you already understand about power."
Ray pondered for a moment, collecting his thoughts. "Power, in its essence, is the authority to influence others. It can manifest in various forms, such as physical strength, superior intellect, or anything that holds value in society."
Jamie nodded approvingly, impressed by Ray's grasp of the concept. He remarked, "You have a solid foundation, but remember, there's much more to learn."
A mischievous smile played on Ray's lips, enjoying the intellectual challenge ahead.
Noting Ray's smirk, Jamie chuckled and said teasingly, "Ah, the cheekiness runs in the blood. However, if you believe that your understanding is 100% accurate, you're in for a surprise, my naive child."
Ray's smirk faded, replaced by a focused expression as he attentively listened to his father's words.
Jamie continued, his voice carrying weight and wisdom, "Power, my son, is like a realm accessible only to the strong. It matters not whether they are deserving or not. Anything that grants an individual value can be considered a source of power, whether it be wealth, fame, or physical prowess."
Leaning closer, Jamie added, "Yet, one must tread carefully in the pursuit of power. As one delves deeper into its grasp, greed and lust for more can consume even the noblest hearts. The quest for power leads some to commit heinous acts—betrayal, murder, and the sacrifice of even their own flesh and blood."
Jamie's piercing gaze met Ray's eyes, as he posed the crucial question, "Given all this, do you still harbor a desire for power?"
Ray, resolute in his convictions, nodded affirmatively, his determination unyielding.
A hint of pride glimmered in Jamie's eyes as he acknowledged Ray's response. He replied, "Understandably so. To be weak in this world is to live at the mercy of others."
Ray involuntarily shuddered as he recalled his first encounter with the overwhelming presence of aura.
Jamie's smile softened, his voice carrying both guidance and caution, "Remember, my son, power is a double-edged sword. The question then becomes, how does one attain power?"
With a brief pause, allowing Ray to absorb the weight of the question, Jamie continued, "There are countless paths to power. One can strive to become physically strong, align themselves with individuals of great strength using resources like wealth or influence, or resort to cunning tactics such as seduction, deception, and manipulation."
His gaze locked onto Ray's, Jamie emphasized, "It is crucial to have a versatile arsenal of skills at your disposal, enabling you to adapt and overcome challenges in pursuit of your objectives."
Jamie's voice carried a mix of inquiry and purpose as he probed, "Can you fathom why I emphasize the concept of power when we have so much ground to cover?"
Ray, his mind racing, shook his head in response, prompting Jamie to explain further.
"Ray, as a noble, your life will be intertwined with power in its various forms. Politics, marriages, and other circumstances will test your mettle. Ignorance and naivety can lead to danger, and in the worst-case scenario, even death. Do you comprehend the weight of this responsibility?"
Ray nodded, his gaze steady and resolute. "I understand, Father. I will engrave these lessons deep within my being."
Jamie's finger gently tapped on the table, his voice filled with conviction. "Remember, I can only guide you on this journey. The path is yours to walk."
Ray acknowledged his father's words with a solemn nod, fully aware of the challenges that lay ahead.
Jamie's voice softened, infused with both pride and caution. "Following this conversation, prepare yourself for the true trials to come. In two years' time, there will be a noble's gathering where children from esteemed families will converge. You will be expected to participate, representing our lineage."
He fixed Ray with an expectant gaze, continuing, "Now, seek out the head knight, Kevin. He will provide you with the tasks that comprise your training. Carry them out diligently, without succumbing to despair. If your performance proves satisfactory, I will personally guide you in the art of swordsmanship. Otherwise, understand that you have missed a vital opportunity."
Ray's smile radiated determination as he replied, "As you wish, Father. I will embrace the challenges that lie ahead."
With those words, Ray departed for the training grounds, ready to face the arduous path that awaited him, guided by his father's wisdom and his own unyielding spirit.