"Saphira, my daughter." The man caught his daughter in his embrace. He then glanced at Aldred. "So you must be Aldred. I have heard of your tale. It's an honor to have you visit my school."
"It is my honor to visit such a prestigious school. I am nothing in comparison," Aldred said.
Bravar Mashtride smiled when he received a humble reply from Aldred. This meant that he wasn't one of those arrogant entitled bastards who had their chins stuck high in the clouds.
"You are too humble. There is no Gold Rank in history that has ever matched your legend. Some Platinum Rank even paled in comparison to you."
Aldred laughed. "I thank you for the praise, Lord Bravar. I am very flattered."
"You don't have to call me lord. Bravar is fine. I am sure you have met my daughter."
"Yes, I have. She's a beautiful lady and a kind host."
Bravar smiled. "So what do you think of sleeping with her tonight?"
"Dad!"