Radagon gave the man standing proudly before the throne a long look and said, "Ask whatever you wish, sir."
Knight Moongrum turned slightly and extended a hand toward Radahn, who sat upright and composed. "Prince Radahn was raised in Caria from childhood. However, the queen has been ailing for many years, so the heavy responsibility of educating the prince could only fall upon us. Since receiving this charge, this humble foreign minister and the knights and sorcerers of the Carian court have not dared relax for even a single day, fearing that our meager talents and poor virtue might lead the prince astray. Before we knew it, more than ten years had passed."
Without warning, he shattered the unspoken agreement between the two men not to mention Queen Rennala. With a soft laugh, he looked straight at the man upon the throne. "Your Majesty, are you satisfied with Prince Radahn as he is now?"
Radahn straightened his chest at those words, his bright gaze fixed upon his father. He too seemed to be awaiting a clear answer.
At the mention of his former wife, a shadow involuntarily passed through Radagon's eyes. Yet when he saw the clear, forceful light in his eldest son's gaze, he ultimately did not pursue Knight Moongrum's offense. He merely nodded sincerely. "I am very satisfied."
He let out a quiet sigh and continued, "I have been unable to remain by his side all these years. That is my failing as a father. That Radahn has grown into such an outstanding young man is due in no small part to lord Moongrum and the distinguished members of Caria."
Radahn's body trembled. He had been broad and powerfully built since childhood, and his bearing had far surpassed that of ordinary men. Even at a young age, his