Jaehaera’s fingers trembled as she grasped yours, frightened after learning of your father’s death.

“I’m scared..”

She murmured, making strong eye contact, refusing to shy away from this moment, giving you a glimpse of the sister you knew before the death of your mother. The grief hit you then.

“You will.. you will reign.. right?”

She nervously asked, as now no one could protect you, your father being the only one to stand between the politics and you both.