A title, or rather, wasn't the thing Lucas Walker coveted.
But... the Rose Force?!
That was the creation close to Lucas Walker's heart; she had heard him mention it numerous times, and whenever he spoke of his air force legion, his eyes would light up.
That legion, it was like his child. Even if he gave it up for her, it must have really hurt.
Taking a deep breath, Ivana Bennett pursed her lips and spoke softly.
"I wanted to ask if there is... no other possibility?"
She had never begged anyone in her life, yet this time, her tone even sounded somewhat pleading.
The old king looked at her across the table, "Unless... you give me another heir!"
Throughout the entire Royal Family, he could find no second person to replace Lucas Walker.
This country needed an heir, and the old king would never allow the heir he favored to give up.
