Chapter 32 - Meeting With The Emperor

Returning to her hotel room, Harriet, who was satisfied with her haul, dropped her body directly onto the bed she had not used at all.

Harriet lazily took off her dress and tossed it onto the side of the bedside chair. She smiled silly to herself at the thought of Liam's reaction to receiving a gift from her.

Would the man wake up without the full moon again?

While she was here, was he lonely?

Harriet laughed to herself.

But slowly, her mind returned to the war that might come, and each of her responsibilities.

Harriet closed her eyes. Every tip of her finger touched the soft taste of the white hotel bed sheet. Before entering her dream world, she thought about the West Continent's answer for this continent.

And that day, Harriet was haunted by such a long and terrible nightmare.

Red flags, rain of ash and sparks of fire. Burnt ground, damp with blood, and gloomy grey skies. It was the image of the great battlefield in Harriet's dream.

Yes.

Surprisingly, Harriet knew that th