Lucian’s Point of View
I can still remember what my father asked me.
“What is the ‘true’ meaning of a ‘monarch’?”
I can also recall my stupid answer that my innocent brother agreed in blind faith.
“What are you saying, father? Being a monarch is being an emperor!”
I am still proud at that time with my answer as I relish with my brother Azhar's praises and applause.
But I can also hear in the background the chuckling of my mother who is busy grooming my sisters with flower crowns. And I can also see in the corner of my eye the furrowing of Astrid's brows with my answer. I thought that she didn't understand my answer or maybe she was also wondering what the reason for our father's sudden question was, or maybe his true meaning of his sudden and vague question. But as I looked bac
