Aria was waiting for that Banquet to come to an end, caressing Krai’s head. The Dragon had decided to take a nap while curled around his master’s throne, and his hot breath was warming up Aria’s legs.

The Emperor was still discussing the New Year Celebrations, but Aria didn’t listen to it much. Instead, her eyes were staring right at the woman, the one who had put a snake in her bedroom. She had noticed how that concubine was avoiding looking their way. Actually, that ...