An unsettling sensation oscillates through my flesh and my skin, awakening all the hesitations in me not to propel forward. The only thing that keeps me moving is my pride as a man, as a son and as the Prince Ultima.
I have to keep my promise to my mother. So I gotta do it.
I slither through a featureless fog as I cross a small bridge that connects the backyard’s lush grass to the maiden’s hot spring’s russet stone-tiles. The hot spring is made for the female royals to bathe in. The only time that other women are allowed to use it is if the Queen Suprema approves it. And the only men who are allowed to enter it are royals, which is also in accordance with the Queen Suprema’s approval.
At the side of the steaming waters is a wooden shade where Genevieve of the Golden Summit Pack is wa
