The grand gates of the Royal Palace creaked open, heralding the return of King Mo Tianyang. After a month of overseeing the Eastern Territory campaigns, he finally stood before his Queen. Queen Xiulan, having spent the past few weeks entangled in the web of Wang Jian's music and manipulations, felt a strange mix of apprehension and anticipation.
"My King," she announced, her voice regal, as she greeted him in the grand hall.
King Mo Tianyang, a imposing figure with fiery red hair and a booming voice, swept her into a brief embrace. "Xiulan," he greeted, his smile as warm as ever. "It's good to be back."
They settled in the throne room, maps and reports spread before them. Queen Xiulan began to discuss matters of the Blue Moon Eclipse Devil Tribe, detailing concerns about trade routes and recent skirmishes with neighboring settlements.
