Trapped beneath Konrad's uncompromising gaze, Else floundered. Saying that ambition drove her was absolutely correct. And why shouldn't it? Who decreed that Else couldn't be the monarch? That the Holy Flame Empire's women needed a man to validate their status? Why couldn't it be the other way around?
If all things within the empire obeyed her will, how could her brother fall to the Holy Flame Church's assassination? To truly protect her loved ones, she not only needed formidable cultivation but supreme authority!
Therefore, the thought of giving up her dreams and aspirations made her stomach churn. Moreover, love is ephemeral, passion fleeting. Were such untrustworthy sentiments worth the sacrifice?
Konrad could understand Else's train of thoughts. Alas, humans were not wolves, and even then, a distinct hierarchy existed. While he could in due time overwhelm her mind, there was no point in that. He didn't lack servants.
He lacked officials.
