DIMITRI’S POV

When she approached, I couldn’t help but go closer. This was my own flesh and blood. The goddess must have had mercy on me for all my wrongs to keep her alive and safe all these years.

The air around her sparked with life, and I couldn’t help but swell with pride when the men bowed their heads as she walked past. She would make a fine ruler, and I was indeed proud of her. Not just that, I was proud to be her father.

Her eyes narrowed as she approached the dais, then ...