Third Person's POV
"Become my unofficial vassals, and I, Aram Vord, heir of the great Vord Dukedom, will raise you above your pitiful station."
His voice swelled and started ringing with grandiosity.
"For a nameless bastard like you, it should be an unimaginable honor to serve under the banner of a Duke of the great Empire of Infernal Sovereignty.
In doing so, you will bask in my shadow and rise higher than you ever could alone.
With your talent, you could become my sword, my spear… together, we could shake the very foundations of this empire!"
He finished with a flourish as if he were expecting applause and a face full of gratefulness and joy on Ethan.
But Ethan, on the other hand, simply stared at this delusional idiot.
He was even wondering if he had uttered such words purely out of his belief or intentional mockery.
Another petty lordling, mistaking ambition for destiny. But is really such an idiot as his words claim him to be?
