King Dan stood in his office, his gaze fixed on the horizon where the setting sun painted the sky in hues of crimson and gold.
The fading light cast long shadows across the room, reflecting the weight of his thoughts.
His fingers tapped restlessly against the polished wooden desk, a habit he'd developed during moments of deep contemplation.
The door creaked open behind him, and a familiar presence entered. Queen Tereza stepped inside, her hair braided elegantly over her shoulder.
Her celestial aura shimmered faintly, like stardust woven into her very being.
"I heard you acted well on making everyone believe that you didn't know the destiny's daughter," Tereza said softly, her tone carrying both praise and concern.
King Dan sighed, turning to face her. "My top priority is to protect our family," he replied firmly.
"I don't know how Ahcehera managed to enter the Abyssal Trench and retrieve the inheritance… but that is her destiny."
