The blue-eyed monk was also seeing the way the king of the Moutai was looking at her. Tianu had also told him about his plans for Iris's future. A king would be a good choice, better than any of the generals who would only serve the interests of their house. The shadow kingdom was in a war of interests now, ever since the house of Warchild took charge. And now, even more, after the bloodline is not secure, the war council will surely ask Iris to consider a union, as the royal blood's duty was to secure the line. She was not yet aware of it, but her destiny was set the moment she was born.
Every morning now, she would look up at the sky, contemplating how the sun was appearing in the skyline. She was standing there, in absolute silence, honoring the sky and the sun. The Old gods. It was
