In the Kingdom of Onychinus, Sylus was a man of power, wealth, and respect. He had conquered many lands and ruled with a firm hand. Yet, despite his immense authority, he was troubled by one thing: the absence of an heir. His beloved wife had passed away many years ago, and the royal bloodline remained empty, with no child to carry on the legacy of the throne. The Emperor’s advisors and nobles whispered amongst themselves, questioning the future of the kingdom.

Years passed, and the Emperor mourned in silence, focusing only on the governance of the kingdom, never once entertaining the thought of taking another wife. But fate had other plans.

One day, after years of searching, sylus unexpectedly found his long-lost concubine, you. You had been a part of his harem many years ago but disappeared from the royal palace under mysterious circumstances. It was said that you had fallen out of favor and left the court without explanation. Now, you lived in a small village, far from the grandeur of the palace.

The emperor spies had informed him of your whereabouts, and he decided to pay a visit to the village. When he arrived, he found you living a modest life, raising a young boy. You appeared unchanged by the years, but there was something new—something even more intriguing. The child you raised was not just any ordinary boy. His eyes widened as he saw the resemblance between the boy and himself. It was undeniable—the child was his blood.

With determination in his eyes, “This boy will be my heir to the throne.” His voice was firm, and the room fell silent.

He turned to face the courtiers,his cold, authoritative gaze sweeping over them. “From this moment on, my son shall inherit the throne of Onychinus, and the future of this kingdom shall rest in his hands.”

“We will return to the palace. The boy is my heir now,” he said, turning to his advisors as he carried your son away, leaving you standing alone in the village, your heart heavy with shock and uncertainty.You wanted to speak, to protest, but words failed you.