"So, what do you want to talk about?" Azaron asked as he snapped out of his thoughts, already knowing that Asher wanted to ask him or tell him something.
Azaron's words snapped Asher out of his fantasies about swimming in ten million platinum coins.
While they walked, he spoke, "I don't know if you know this or not, but my soul-bound rapier, Virelass, possesses the ability to teleport to anywhere I've marked," his tone calm. "And due to the amount of talent and power I've displayed during the Inter-Empire tournament, I'm sure you and everyone else know that people will be coming for my head," he said with a smile as he added that last part.
Azaron didn't interrupt; he merely listened to his son's words.
"So, I plan to mark you, so when the worst comes to reality, I can teleport my enemy and myself, or just myself, to you," Asher stated, his words coming to an end.
Hearing Asher's words, Azaron asked, "Are you afraid you will be killed?"
