Only three days were left before the golden moon would be seen across the night sky again, after millennia. Lingyun sighed as he stared outside, holding the railings of the balcony extending out broadly from his room.
He was anticipating his son's return. His body could no longer hold on. While Changmin's determination gave him hope, it hadn't been long since he graduated from the academy. He couldn't help but feel that he was still way too young to take over the kingdom.
It probably escaped his mind that the one he entrusted his granddaughter to was also of similar age and was taking over the kingdom.
Linqin walked out of the room in a sleeping robe, she placed a hand on her husband's shoulder.
"Can't sleep?"
She spoke in a way that seemed like both stating a fact and asking a question.
"Situational ethics are fine right?" The old man asked, seemingly wondering, not much guilt evident on his face.
