Lina looked as though she were about to fall asleep. She even covered her mouth and yawned before asking indifferently, "And what of it?"
Pierre licked his dry lips and lowered his voice, adopting a mysterious air. "Your Majesty, there is no evidence to prove the old man's story, but I believe you should hear it. According to him, after the emperor was injured during the campaign, he was rescued by a female chieftain of a mountain tribe. Not only did she treat his wounds, but she also gave him a considerable amount of gold and silver, along with three hundred of her own guards. It was thanks to those women that the emperor managed to return safely to his territory instead of dying in a foreign land."
Pierre leaned forward, lowering his voice until it was almost a whisper. "I suspect that female chieftain might have been your mother."
