Imre sat in the Family Head's seat, his expression numb, like a lifeless wooden figure. After a long pause, he finally began to speak:
"I've often dreamt of the moment my father pierced through me, pinning me to the ground.
In every dream he's in, I hope he would comfort me and say he was actually captured by the Sacred Briania, and everything was beyond his control.
But even in my dreams, I can't deceive myself. The expression my father leaves me is always that cold, mocking look.
At that moment, I understood; I should make the choice that a Grantham Family Head must make."
As Imre Grantham calmly spoke these words, the people present fell silent.
