Chapter 227 – Rising conflict
Fokay — Asterion, Royal Castle.
The room was searing. Not with heat as one might expect, but with nobility, with power, and more importantly, with arrogance. It was draped in gold, shining like celestial water under a golden sun.
The carpet was not one of the usual, it looked like silk of stars woven together seamlessly. It was soft to the touch, carrying a sweet musky scent.
What a sight it was.
Something upon which some beings stepped their feet was more comfortable than the greatest beds a common man could ever hope to sleep on.
What a life.
In the middle of this luminous room, beside a glass window, two beings sat in front of each other.
Two siblings, to be more accurate.
Sora Asterion and Sirius Asterion.
Their matching golden hair was shining more than the light of the sun itself, fluttering like fire under the wind. They wore their usual golden royal clothes, reeking of luxury and superiority.
