"The next thing is..." I said, my voice low and thoughtful, fingers absentmindedly toying with the edge of the goblet in front of me.
"It's your father, the King, huh?" Leon replied, casually leaning back in his seat, though his eyes held a sharp edge of understanding.
I nodded, exhaling slowly. "Yes. My father... he wants to throw me at the feet of the Emperor. He probably thinks that by doing so, he can extend his own influence a little longer. I guess even he fears the Emperor's shadow looming over us. So, he's looking for a way to forge an alliance, by chaining the two countries together through marriage."
I narrowed my eyes slightly, my voice laced with disdain.