Ruela held her breath as she heard the declaration.
To say she was stunned was an understatement. At that moment, she truly felt as though the heavens had been turned upside down, as if the Moon Goddess herself had descended to the earth to personally bestow her grace.
She gazed at the Beast King in confusion, unable to believe what she had just heard.
But Kael had already moved on, as if bestowing such great favor upon her was not something worth dwelling on.
He simply turned to Vestor and said, "I'll be leaving now. Get me an eagle beastman—or Grishaw himself—to guide me to that strange family in the south."
"Certainly, My King," Vestor replied. He followed Kael as they began descending the summit to meet the eagle beastmen.
Ruela quickly stood when she realized she was about to be left behind and raised her voice. "M-My King!"
"Hm?" Kael halted and turned around, his crimson eyes settling on his new concubine with indifference.
Ruela was nervous.
