The advisor sighed while listening to Averon's outburst.
He could already feel the headache coming.
He glanced at the others in the room, most of whom were now very deliberately looking anywhere but at their Lord.
Catherine tilted her head slightly.
"Why did I become his subject? Because he is the best person I could serve."
"Best? So he is better than me?"
The people in the hall shifted. Some looked uncomfortable. Others sighed, knowing what was about to come.
The respected Lord of the Solkara race, the one who had dragged their species to the top of the region in a handful of years, now looked like someone who had just been told he lost his first love to another man.
"Yes, of course," Catherine said easily.
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Sword Empress POV
Eleanor crossed the threshold, and entered the Purple Bridge Dimension.
Since she was alone, there was no need to keep her disguise.
Her hand moved to the relic on her wrist, and she deactivated it.
