Yet, years of standing beside him had taught Yuki how to read the heavy silence of her mate. Both of them were acutely aware of their grim reality. This was a losing war, and Leiko was right, they needed an ally.
The options were pitifully thin. The Omadi Kingdom remained frustratingly indecisive, teetering on the edge of its own border conflicts. In truth, the only viable power capable of turning the tide was the one she had sworn never to return to, her brother's empire in the southern continent.
And so, a meeting had been arranged. A summit between a daughter who had fled her past and the hidden patriarch who ruled the south.
