The next day...
For several years, Dyana had been thinking about what she would do the day she saw Kaiser again. Should she completely ignore him? Pretend that nothing had ever happened between them? No, that was impossible.
She had witnessed with her own eyes the horrific scene where he had thrown himself at her son with inhuman violence. There was no point in looking for explanations; that excess of rage was linked to her. To what had happened between them.
That morning, she got up early. She put on a long blue dress, fitted at the waist, highlighting her beautiful body. She gathered her hair into a chignon. After carefully preparing her lesson on warrior-mage combinations, she headed toward the main training hall.
