Primrose had spent the past two days knitting the gloves, and during those two days, she hadn't seen Edmund at all.
The soldiers had told her that ever since the Urdak chief and his family passed away, the position had been left empty. Because of that, the tribe members began fighting among themselves to claim the title of chief.
To stop the bloodshed, Edmund decided to personally step in and choose the most suitable person to become the next chief. But before he could make the decision, he had to observe and test them himself.
That was why he had been away from the palace for two whole days.
"What a hardworking person," Primrose muttered with a small sigh.
She leaned against the cold balcony railing on the third floor, gazing up at the night sky. It wasn't very bright tonight because thick, dark clouds covered most of the stars.
The night was already late, but like always, Primrose struggled to sleep.
