Before the silence could become awkward, the empress dowager turned to look at her son. He seemed to be lost in his thoughts as he watched the star-studded sky.
The black robes he is wearing tonight made him seem like a creature of the night – someone that can completely blend into the darkness.
She has never been able to stand by his side and help him as a mother should. She hadn't done right by her son as the erstwhile Empress – the mother of a nation should have done.
Her maiden clan had been killed long before she had entered the Imperial Palace as a consort to her Lord Husband.
Thinking back on it, she knew that the reason why her mother-in-law and the late emperor had agreed to make her the Empress was because she didn't have any backing to carry out any plots or machinations.
This had made them rest easy and had helped that mother and son sleep peacefully at night.
