Tristan Castelof glanced at his mother and narrowed his eyes.
This wasn't what he expected.
"Your Highness," Lance called for the Prince who was rooted to his place for almost a minute now.
The bewildered and confused Prince was finally back to his sense and he slowly resumed his pace yet his gaze never left the Empress.
11 years.
He spent 11 years wondering if he would ever get the chance to meet his mother again.
Will she come for him? What if he happened to cross paths with her one day?
He thought of all kinds of scenarios but here he was, making his way towards her in the least expected time and place!
The powerful Empress Marozia of Aslirith was his mother all along?
This had never once crossed his mind. Not at all!
How was this possible?!
