For a brief moment, Fiona and the others stood frozen, mouths slightly parted. Though they had half-expected this answer, hearing it stated so plainly still felt unreal.
Sigmund and Zephrin exchanged glances, their eyes unconsciously returning to Zora.
Her beauty alone was enough to stun. Even among the countless stunning women they had seen, she could still be described as one who eclipsed a city.
If such a woman had appeared before them under ordinary circumstances, they might have pursued her without hesitation. But Prince Kael was not a man to be swayed by mere appearances.
So who exactly was she?
"Imperial Prince," Fiona asked cautiously, "may I know which family or guild your wife comes from?"
Having grown up among top guilds, Fiona understood one rule clearly: before acting, one must always ascertain another's background. Offending the wrong person could mean disaster.
"She does not belong to any martial family," Prince Kael replied.
