Four days later.
"Mark my words, this King is going to take our Kingdom to new heights! I saw his father myself… Never before had I seen someone so passionate about our lives but still holding so much power as the strongest Fighter in the Kingdom! Even though his son is still a long way from having that tag, he is the best fighter at his level! I mean, did you see the way he beat that selfish prick who sent my dear Jahain to death? May the Almighty Black Raven tear that man to pieces repeatedly in his afterlife…"
Her words devolving into sobs on remembering her son who had enlisted in the Army and died due to the selfish actions of the previous King, Mohara's head drooped as she did not want her friends to see her cry again.
The two other women in the small house who had come to console their friend patted her on the back.
Controlling herself after a few seconds, she continued to speak.
