**Pov: ???**
"Father, why do I have to do this?"
In a room, a girl spoke to her father, her frustration evident in her voice due to his decision.
"Aya, you have to do this. It strengthens our relationship with Morningstar House," he replied with a warm expression.
He continued, "I heard their son has changed; apparently, he's now a hard-working individual. From what I understand, he used to be a good-for-nothing."
"Anyway, if he does anything wrong, just let me know, and I'll handle it," he added reassuringly.
Though Aya seemed to calm down slightly, annoyance lingered in her demeanor.
"Father, I'm only doing this for our family," she said before leaving the room.
With a sigh, he instructed, "Shadow, gather more information on that boy. I know we have plenty, but dig deeper."
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**Pov: Arthur Morningstar**
"Dang, dang!"
The sound of swords clashing echoed from the training area.
"Han, do it faster!" Arthur urged, trying to make Han stronger through their sparring sessions. It wasn't just for Han's benefit; Arthur also wanted to improve his own skills.
"Arthur, I can't go on anymore," Han said, appearing visibly tired and shaking.
"Okay, we'll rest for now."
"Arthur, are you even tired?" Han asked, looking at him with a puzzled expression.
"Now I see why they call you a training freak," Han added.
Arthur glanced at him, then at the training space where they were sparring.
"A man must push himself to his limits to grow," he said, which made Han look back at him with newfound determination.
"You are absolutely right; I'll take that advice to heart."
Where did I even advise you? Arthur thought.
"Anyway, let's spar more until night," Arthur said with a smile.
"You are truly a training freak," Han remarked.