Luna disagreed with the macabre humor.
If was the keyword, and she hated uncertainty. She also didn’t want to die in a realm war.
But she agreed. “We must dig into our reserves, and hope our preparations are better than our enemies. If we lose, we won’t live to regret it otherwise. The efforts of your grandmother and father will be put to the test, while your leadership will steer us through the next few centuries.”
If they lost, Matt might survive if he sold his Talent, but she doubted that the child would be allowed to. For all his goodwill and kindness, she wasn’t sure that Emmanuel would let him have the choice.
But she wasn’t sure. Luna didn’t know this new Emperor as well as she did the last. She knew for certain that Emmanuel’s father would never let Matt fall into enemy hands.
