Turning toward Morgana, I walked forward until I came face-to-face with Arges, who was standing there holding a wooden practice sword prepared for me. Morgana was already with her own.
"Arges," I said, blinking in clearly exaggerated surprise. "Handing me the very weapon meant to beat down your daughter. You are truly the Scarlet Commander. Unshakable in your fairness and righteousness, even when your own flesh and blood is involved."
I could feel the heat of Morgana's glare burning into me even more intensely at my words.
"Your Majesty..." Arges replied, clearly bewildered by my remark as he extended the wooden blade toward me. "Please... just be careful."
I met his crimson eyes and my lips curled slightly.
A man as powerful and seasoned as him had immediately recognized that my confidence did not stem from some fleeting adrenaline rush following my awakening. He knew exactly what he was looking at, and he was worried for his daughter not for me.
