The emperor leaned back in his chair and let out a long sigh. "Every time you say that, it ends with half my court fainting and the other half sharpening knives."
Alzara ignored his remark and continued cheerfully. "Father, I want to marry Blood God, and I want you to formally acknowledge him as the new Emperor of the Great Western Desert Empire."
Damon almost did a double-take. Straight to the point. She did not even sugarcoat her words. He smiled helplessly as he watched the Emperor's reaction.
The old man froze completely. For a long moment, he just stared at his daughter as if he were trying to decide whether he had misheard her. "…What?" he asked flatly again.
"I want to marry Blood God," Alzara repeated calmly, as if she were asking for more bread. "And I want you to acknowledge him as the new Emperor of the Great Western Desert Empire."
