Single parent

"The weak are food for the strong your Majesty... If your father didn't want to fight for the throne we wouldn't risk men going to battle to die for a man who has no interest in keeping that position. The best we could do was protect him but even then he ran like a coward breaking the protection circle and costing us five of our men. Your father was killed soon after that," said one of the elders kowtowing again his body trembling.

Qie Xieling's brow arched hearing this. So for them to fully support the King he had to have strength? He had to be able to fight. Qie Xieling found it quite interesting. 

His brow furrowed with discontent. The room was hushed, the tension palpable as the elders awaited their newly declared king's response. Qie Xieling's eyes, usually warm and welcoming, now blazed with an unsettling intensity, and his aura seemed to cast a dark shadow over the room.