“I can’t stop anyone from competing, Violet,” he said. His voice was almost impossibly deep. Usually Violet found it calming and comforting, but not that time. She pouted, knowing it was useless. Her father wouldn’t give in to her on this, but she had to try at least. “You really can,” she pointed out. “It’s your tournament.”“I could,” the Overlord admitted. “But I won’t. I said the competition is open for anyone and if that man wants to die, I’m not going to stop him.”“Exactly,” Violet said. “He’s just going to die. I don’t know what you thought up for the trials, father, but it can’t be anything safe.”“No. It isn’t.”“So, don’t let him enlist!”“It’s done,” the Overlord said and she knew it was final. Alright, so that hope was gone. Areon was going to be a competitor and stand a chance, however non-existent, to win. God, why?“How about the Prince?” she pressed on. Another concern. Honestly, she felt like life was screwing her over on purpose.
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