Isadora was stunned by what her uncle had said. Never for once had she ever considered herself as the rightful heir of the Crescian royalty, let alone a true heir. For some odd reason, her magic was weak compared to other members of Crescian royalty. Even Gareth, who was not a Crescian royalty was stronger than her. She had even forgotten that she was the true heir of Crescia.
She had always considered Griffin as her king and never had the thought of being a leader crossed her mind. And the matter was rarely spoken about. What type of leader would she even be? One that was swayed easily by some mere handsome prince? A leader was supposed to be strong, almost emotionless when circumstances demanded. And she was nothing but a naïve little girl. How would she even lead a whole kingdom?
