“Stop this immediately,” she didn’t raise her voice, didn’t make her tone any harsher, but at that moment, Hadjar heard their mother and father. The combined power and authority of their personalities, clearly audible in her voice, made the men stand down.
Nero moved his sword away and sank into his chair, while Oneg, instead of his saber, picked up a glass of wine.
“It’s probably nice to be a hero due to victories over mortals. Eh, General?”
There was silence again.
“Baron Traves,” Elaine said suddenly. “Would you be so kind as to demonstrate the skills that make you a hero to the all citizens of the Kingdom?”
Nero jumped to his feet and tried to stop his sister, but it was too late. The words had been said and heard. There were no witnesses more impartial than the Heavens and the Ea
