Viscount Luke stared at both of his sons. His hardened expression softened, if only slightly, and he clenched his fist hard at his side. Never had he imagined the situation would develop into something like this, yet here they were.
"Both of you should leave," he said again. "This is something your father must deal with as the Viscount of this land. Take care of your mother and wait for my return."
But the boys in front of him did not move.
"How dare they come against you?" Eric snapped, stepping forward. "You gave everything to the Kingdom of Vermilion, and now they send enemies straight to our town? We can't let this slide, Father. There has to be something we can do to stop this."
"If there isn't," Kase added firmly, "then we'll stand and fight beside you."
Luke's stern face broke into a proud smile.
