"So, I'm 'dad' now?" Vastor snorted. "Now it's 'when the time comes'? Now you soften your language and say 'please'? Too little, too late, and I'm not that stupid. I fear no scandal.
"I know all the people in the right places. The moment you walk out that door, those people will learn about this conversation and have a good measure of your character. You'll be the ones buried by the scandal and become social pariahs.
"As for your motion, no judge will ever take it seriously while I'm still alive. Not while the Kingdom relies on me, and all six great academies would riot if the decades of service of an esteemed professor were to be ignored in favor of the likes of you.
"And once I'm dead, things won't get better for you either. My brother will have all the money to hire the best lawyers, and my friends will still remember this conversation. Headmaster Marth and Supreme Magus Verhen, just to name two.
"They'll live long after my demise, and I know they'll grant me my dying wish."
