Ronald stepped into his room. "Your mother is waiting for you." He said, watching Godfrey dress up.
"I'll be there. Give me a minute."
"You're a Titled god Tier summoner and you don't know how to snap your fingers and your clothes would come on."
Godfrey glanced at his father. "Is that possible?"
Ronald cleared his throat, sitting on the bed. "It's not. I just implied that with all our strength there are some things we still do… normally."
He looked at Godfrey. "I hope you dealt with whatever did that to you."
"I did."
"Good. Did it feel pain?"
"It did."
Ronald smiled. Father and son stared into each other's eyes.
"The plan. I see you didn't tell mum." Godfrey said.
"You know how fragile she is. She doesn't have to know you'll become the Unknown King. She won't recover from the shock."
"I'm going now."
