Misan's chest tightened. The truth she had hidden for so long now lay bare between them, and yet, his expression remained unreadable. Did he understand what this meant? What she truly was? Or had she just shattered whatever fragile bond they had begun to build?
The silence stretched on, and Misan felt the weight of her words settle like a stone in her chest
"Madam, you cannot return. The armies of the Cherry Kingdom are two days away from the capital. Commander Ebien will not relinquish his command of the battlefield, even if the King of the Cherry Kingdom dies," said one of Taya's aides as he fixed his gaze on his hesitant mistress. She was deeply engrossed in thought.
'If I return now, I can protect my son, but I won't achieve my goal of winning this war. Years of preparation for this moment will go to waste,' Taya thought as she strapped on another wristwatch. Her gaze was sharp, her eyes resembling a hawk about to strike its prey.
