The moment Lucian's blood touched Iris's horn and broke the restrictive runes placed there, in the Tianyu Empire, Eris sensed it immediately.
The runes she had carefully etched into her daughter's horns with her own dragon blood were fading, causing a surge of both panic and fury within her.
She wanted to roar in fury, to unleash her draconic roar, but she forcefully restrained herself.
After all the risks she had taken to gain her current position as Empress, she couldn't afford to reveal her true nature now. The consequences would be catastrophic.
Taking several deep breaths, Eris forced herself to calm down. Her violet eyes closed as she focused on regaining control. When they opened, they were as cold as thousands of years old ice.
"Leave," she said indifferently.
The young maid, already gasping for breath under the pressure of the Empress's aura, quickly bowed and left the pagoda.
