Dayie stared at the man who was the first king of Patriarge. He was the first Moghadam Had'ad, a title that he was given and was passed to his descendants the following years after. Dayie parted her lips as to speak, but before she could even let a word out, someone entered the room.
A man covered in black, with disheveled jet-black hair. Even with his ragged appearance, Dayie could easily tell who he was.
"Ria!" The first king cheerily sauntered towards the man and then leaned against him, draping his arm around his shoulders.
"When you said you wanted to be king, did you want to bring women in the room on just your first day…?"
"W-what! No, no, we don't have that kind of a relationship!" The king blushed. "This girl have the same weapon as mine! Look!"
Ria then eyed the dagger being held by the king.
"Interesting…"
