Every one of her decisions had to be weighed and pondered since a mistake from one of her Constables would snowball up instead of down and trample her.
"Jenma, it's so nice to see you." Queen Sylpha's smile sent a shiver down the Archon's spine.
Jenma knew that the Queen had no love for the Royal Family, only a deep-seated disdain that Sylpha had never bothered to hide even back when she had just graduated from the Crystal Griffon.
The youngest Great Mage of her generation had considered Valeron's descendants nothing more than a bunch of fossils who had squandered the legacy of the First King and turned his Kingdom into a rotting corpse.
It was the reason the future King Meron had approached her. Not only did she have an amazing magical talent, but she also was the perfect candidate to finally start changing the outdated system.
Sylpha had no interest in the status quo which she openly despised.
