“You went to the wall.” Father’s voice was cold and his stare even colder. “I-” “Silence, Alexi!” The resonance thundered in the hall, causing a small porcelain horse to rock back and forth on the table beside my chair. “You deliberately disobeyed my direct commands.” He rose from the great table and paced toward the bay windows. The bookshelves beside me were filled with literature on Philosophy and the ancient religions of the tribes of North Amerlain. I couldn’t help but feel diminutive. “Alexi, I give you these orders for your safety. You are-” “I am the only heir to the Empire of Siddeon, the only thread holding the bloodline of our future intact.” Father was facing me now, but the distance between us seemed magnified by the way his voice drowned mine out in that great hall. “I’m glad I’ve become clear! Apparently not clear enough. You want to be a soldier, then fine, be a soldier, but answer me this: do you know what a soldier does?!” “He fights!” I shouted. “Ha! He fights, and do you know the risk of fighting?!” His voice thundered off the high beams of the ceiling.
EMPIRE – Chapter II
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