Maester John. Master of dollar Anthony and sire general sat in the privy chamber of versaille. A small council meeting regarding the legitimacy of making Nami heir. I was Michelangelo her uncle. Anthony was Nami uncle so were the rest. A girl walked in that had a familiar complexion to cercei Lanister England. AELHPEADUS (Back up queen.) Picked by Nami herself. Her cousin Heraphaesus Secura. Master of coin of england. We waited for Minato.
Minato room.
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Bang bang bang
What?!
Minato yelled out.
Sire we are here to fetch you for Master Angelo.
Minato walked out in his red flight suit with a chain of silver flowing from arm to arm. The man said.
You're grace I have never seen an image more perfect. Only thee as you would look so fitting in such robes.
Minato smiled.
Come brother. No need for pleasing today.
Minato patted his guard in the arm. He was five ten had a small beard and a square head. He walked in his Armour of a knight with red arm rest of gold that melted around the chest with the sidral of a t Rex. The symbol of the Namikaze.
Minato walked through a corridor full of guards before turning right into the privy chaimber. They got up and bowed.
Starting with Michael Angelo.
You're grace.
You're grace.
You're grace.
You're grace.
You're grace. The girl bowed deeply.
He took his seat.
Well you called me... so council.
They sat down on the chairs of rolls Royce of gold. The table of gold glistening.
You're grace. We want to discuss the legality of making Nami You're heir.
His tone falling right with Minato.
There is none to be had. She is my heir.
John got up.
Are you absolutely certain that her right of flesh can't be questioned.
Minato stood quiet.
Nami is real.
John sat back down in the familiar black robe and chain.
And then you're going to tell me that she is also yours. I shall have you swear it by the story in the name of the story. That is the one to carry this faith of course.
Minato leaned back into his chair.
Nami and Naruto are my only two children and they have always been there. They are as real as the rock that we walk on.
Anthony laughed.
What Master John means to say is not to offend you. Is to be absolutely certain that you are within yourself real.
Minato nodded.
Things of that nature have never crossed my mind. I'm starting to believe that the world is not a story but a collection of truths and lie bended by the will of the Ill.
The Ill have no will what so ever. Heraphaesus spoke calmly sipping her tea.
Nami walked in and sat on the closest chair to Minato.
She pressed a button on the table to raise her seat and lean it backwards.
John cleared his throat.
Now where we're we.
Is the legitimacy of this union between you and Kushina of Uzugakure that produced this offspring that's to be our sovereign legitimate in love in the actions of flesh and in the actions of faith You're last will.
Minato picked up his coffee mug.
Yes.
