"Father, did you call here to arrange about my coronation?" Sylvia asked.
"Yes, princess. I don't want to delay any longer. I will do the coronation now," he said and started discussing with the priest. While Sylvia came out of the chamber, something was building inside her.
She looked at the leaving entrance of the tribal empire, finding the crown prince Maximus had already left, which made her speak. "This is the right way. He needs his throne, so do I. This relationship could never go beyond this."
She said and walked back to her chamber, but tears fell on her eyes when, after so long a time, Marcus Fulcinius Eumenius, the supreme god, appeared before her, holding her tightly.
"What are you doing? Didn't I say I'm not your sister?" Sylvia said, trying to push him away. But Marcus didn't let her. He used magic to make something play on a screen, letting her see the truth.
