Indeed. It had been a long, long time since Thales thought about this name.
Serena Corleone.
He even had to admit that many times he deliberately locked it in the depths of his memory.
Was unwilling to think about it, had detested thinking about it.
But when he did think about it again, he could still feel the uneasiness that originated from the depths of his heart.
'Betrayal is the true essence of an alliance.'
As the memory became clearer, and just as that face was about to reappear in his mind, Thales looked up abruptly and focused his attention directly in front of him.
"What do you want?" The prince looked at Zayen skeptically. "Why did you mention her?"
In the middle of the hall, the knighting ceremony was still underway. From time to time, a noble would walk up the steps and kneel before the king's seat.
