A hush fell over the grand council chamber as Queen Xiulan rose, her crimson gown flowing around her like liquid fire. "Esteemed leaders," she began, her voice resonating with confidence, "allow me to introduce my...beloved, Lord Wang Jian."
The other Devil Tribe leaders exchanged disdainful glances. It had barely been a year since the death of Queen Xiulan's formidable husband, Mo Tianyang, and here she was parading a lover already. Morals, however, were a luxury devils like them seldom indulged in. Still, they couldn't help but voice a snide remark.
"A bold choice, Queen Xiulan," Patriarch Moloch rumbled, his voice heavy with sarcasm. "Though some might find it...unseemly."
