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sent assassins to kill you. We had to protect you."
    "They’re not going to stop, even if you don't take the throne,” Aaronmon argued his thought. “As long as you’re alive, you pose a threat to them. You will be putting Emréiana and Earth in danger."
    "What will this training be?" I asked after a little thought. I wasn't just going to give in, though.
    "Well, you will have to learn everything about the country,  your powers,  the government, and  the war." Aunt Trish took a seat on the couch.
    "Yes, and you will also have to learn how to fight and keep yourself alive." Aaronmon stepped closer.
    "I already know how to protect myself," I said.
    “You didn’t think I would prepare her even a little?” Aunt Trish repositioned herself.
    "Still, I will further your training. Not only is it for your safety, but it is also for tradition.  All Emréians know how to fight. We even have hand to hand combats during celebrations. Kind of like how here on earth knights had jousting and such. Plus, you need to know how to protect yourself from anything, especially while we are at war. You need to be able to fend for yourself in combats." Aaronmon sat next to Trish.
    I thought about the word combat. He meant in the heart of the war, in battle- life and death situations. It was something I wasn’t willing to do. It wasn’t something I could do.
    "Look, if I wanted to join the army, I would have done so here on Earth. Why would I be in the middle of combat? Am I not supposed to be in a safer place because of the war?"
    "Yes, the garnix protect you as much as possible, but when the enemy is always trying to get you, eventually they will get close. The only protection you may have is yourself,” Trish said. “Plus, the citizens like it, because it shows that you care for them and their well being enough to protect yourself and to protect them. That is the reason your father serves, anyway."
    "Served...." Aaronmon corrected. He hung his head down low. Trish stood up confused.
    "What is going on?" Trish said.
    "What is it?" I asked.
    "Carson, I believe you have figured out that when we left Emréiana both your parents were alive. Aaronmon, what has happened?" Trish stood up keeping her eyes on him.
    "Five Raegon moons past, there was a surprise attack. Things had been at a standstill since Carson left as a baby. However, Dynamen Algen had been angry with the royals and the Dianie since we never returned to the planet Jadon to search for his son. We believe he is the one who told the Bremoir where Carson is. Dynamen Algen gave them the information they needed and then he led the attack into the kingdom. Annut went in to help save many of citizens... only he got killed in the process. He is a hero. He saved many lives that day," Aaronmon finished telling us.  The room got quiet, and there was a twinge of sorrow in my stomach that grew.
    I never knew my dad or my mom. I had grown up my whole life believing they were dead anyway. Now, I finally learn that it had all been a lie. Still, I wouldn’t be able to meet my dad. I had never grown up with a father figure, and now I never would.
    The feeling began to change in my stomach. It was still sorrow, but now it was stronger. It was the loss of someone genuinely cared about; something told me that this feeling was coming from Trish. I stiffened as the new sensation washed out my own feelings. The feelings faded slowly and I was back to normal. What was that? I looked between the two of them who were staring at me confused.
    "What?" Aaronmon asked me.
    "I just had a weird feeling." I rested my hand on my head.
    "What type of weird feeling?" Trish grinned slightly.
    "I don't know how to explain it..." I tried to think of a way to express what happened.
    "Did you hear talking?" Aunt Trish stepped closer to me.
    "Huh?" I shook my head and raised my brow.
    "You may be trying to regain you capabilities." Aaronmon rubbed his chin.
    "What I have freaky powers, too?" I huffed.
    "I'm a