Chapter 64

“It is impossible to resist the royal order when the Queen herself has personally sought you out.”

The Priestess, or former Priestess, irritatedly turned to him. “We do whatever we want.”

Xiao replies; calm as still water, his hands on his staff. “Nevertheless, I am certain your daughter will make the right decision. She’s more levelheaded than you, after all.”

“What?”

As the two old people bickered, something they would never be too old for, my ears perked at the faint rhythm of something hitting the glass. I left the middle of the battlefield of the former Priestess and former General and looked for the sound. I found a window at the end of the hallway and saw a pigeon with gold-streaked feathers chipping at it with its beak, a paper tied to its foot. This was familiar, I thought. I remember giving this order of communication only if there was an emergency. Furthermore, seeing the gold streaks in the pigeon, its only sender could come from the palace because it was our secret symbol