Reya was repressing rage for the last month. Her sisters that served his Highness had been living the fantasy of many women of Altair. The dream of being in control of their own lives and being able to cultivate like the men did so easily.
They were no longer at the whim of the disgusting creatures that pretended to be above them. She knew the truth. They were just overgrown children indulging in their power fantasy but the larger world laughed at them.
Reya had been a child when she was taken from a caravan her family had been running at the edges of Altair and the Lotus Empire. They also would make treks north to a medium power sect that had a lot of goods to be sold in the backwater powers to the south.
