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Azure · (This post was last modified: 06-02-2020, 07:05 PM by Azure.)

Azure's shoulders gave a relaxed shrug at her words and he eyed her carefully as he replied. "The Armada will belong to you one day, our triumphs are your triumphs too. Regardless of who's warriors were standing at the end of the raid, The Empire came out on top." While Azure did not necessarily enjoy the fact that his father's pack were lesser ranked in comparison, his statement was truthful. Perhaps one day things could change, though for that to happen he'd need Venom on board. It couldn't be rushed however, there were still many years before he might be able to take the throne and by that time Deathbelle would likely have long retired. The two of them could bring greatness to the Empire and the Armada, level them as equals and take over the world. All in due time.

Mentioning his heir training brought a tired sigh to the boy, though he smiled through it. "You could call it training." He agreed. "I don't think of it that way. It's a competition, a way to decide which of us is the strongest and most suited to lead." Az paused, laying down as she did. "How did it work with you and your siblings? Did your mother allow them to try out before deciding you were the next Empress?"

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