The Emperor was sitting upon his throne. His golden eyes glowed unnaturally as his gaze narrowed at the grand doors

His son’s bride was supposed to arrive today. After some negotiations, his son agreed to marry the princess of the east kingdom. It wasn’t just a marriage of convenience. He had seen how his son looked at the princess.

Zyon’s eyes narrowed as the grand doors to his palace open. There was the princess in all her glory but she wasn’t alone. There was a person occupying her.