"It seems Ares has truly fallen in love for the Empress, Mother. Have you noticed? They grow more affectionate by the day. It's sickening!" Cassius approached Morgana, who was savoring a warm floral tea in her private garden.
"This worries me. If the Empress bears his heir, the imperial throne will be impossible for me to claim!"
Morgana let out a long sigh. She had just begun savoring the fresh air, yet Cassius' complaints had spoiled the tranquility. "I've always loved this place. Do you remember, son? I requested a separate garden as a gift while carrying you—the late Emperor Raziel given to me.
"A flower garden just as lovely, as I envied Viridian's freedom to stroll through all the imperial gardens at will.
"Look at this—Raziel granted me a vast, opulent garden, far superior to the dull palace ones. Most importantly, my privacy here is absolute."
Mavros once spoke of gifting my mother a Runed Magical Ring. Could it be the golden ring she has been wearing lately?
