Despite the chilly breeze that blew against Athan's face amidst the bright night sky, his forehead broke out of sweat.
Earlier, the only time he got on the bed and supposedly enjoyed the time with the debauchery, he was already watching all of the episodes of a theater presentation. Usually, he wouldn't give a damn about it, but his mind wandered already, across his chaotic thoughts that determined not only his future but his empire.
'I've won the war, but at what cost?'
It was a Pyhrric Victory.
'I'm here once again, but just what happened after the celebration?' His gaze now landed on the garden, vast and filled with greenery. 'Something is telling me again…'
Dread spread throughout his spine every time he thought about it.
For him to come back for the second time in his life, all he thought was something he could've done better this time around.
But out of all the thoughts that came to mind, it was the noble lady that somehow changed him ever since.
