Then, Lord Kenny Bred’s eyes turned benevolent. “Ambrose, now that I’m the Emperor, you are a prince. Are you happy?”

Even though Ambrose was not his biological son, Lord Kenny thought about their time together when he saw the young man. He still thought of him as his son.

“Hmm!”

Ambrose nodded happily. “I’m happy! Way too happy! Congratulations, Father.”

Ambrose was not interested in becoming a prince. However, he was too happy to see Lord Kenny.

‘What? This child is my child, Ambrose?’

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