Elizabeth had learned it from her mother. Diana Queen had never been a woman who wasted words. She didn't speak unless she wanted something remembered And that day, her words had sunk deep.
"A strong soul gives birth to purpose. And high blood purity gives birth to power. But only both together," her mother had said, "can awaken a powerful talent."
Elizabeth had never forgotten that. Because from the moment Leon awakened, purpose and power seemed to follow him like shadows in the sun.
She didn't need to be told. She'd felt it, especially during the basilisk fight.
'Back then, I unleashed my Dragon Might without holding back, yet Leon didn't even blink. He hadn't resisted it; he'd simply ignored it. There could only be one reason: his talent must be so powerful that it erased the very idea of race as a limit.'
She understood now what her mother had meant when she spoke about Saint-rank talents. And if Leon's was even beyond that...
Then she had a problem.
