After hearing what had happened, Kai summoned everyone to the throne hall. He despised that place, once, his father had sat on that throne. Yet, to rule... to make his people remember who he was before he departed, he had to make a certain move. One that would be brutal. They must know that it didn't matter how far he would go, Shadow would watch everything.
In their chambers, he donned his royal attire. Ren stood nearby, her gaze fixed on the golden crown that had sat untouched for so long. It was simple, shaped like woven vine branches, with a single ruby at its heart, like a drop of blood frozen in time. And her husband as always stole her breath.
"Why don't you wear it more often?" she asked, her voice soft. She could already picture how breathtaking he'd look with it resting on his head.
"To look like boastful humans who love to flaunt their authority over everything?" he replied dryly.
