One could tell everyone in the Hall was waiting to see who would have the last word between the War God’s Favorite and an Imperial Princess. The tension was palpable, some of the women were excited to see how this would turn out. Princess Phetra had a triumphant smile on already. Cassandra, no matter how favored by the Prince or Emperor she was, couldn’t disobey her.
“...Is that so?”
Those three simple words from Cassandra took everyone by surprise. Her voice was too calm. While Phetra was still dumbfounded, the young Concubine got down from her Prince’s knee and walked down their way, seemingly unafraid. Everyone watched her cross the Hall without saying a word. Had that woman gone crazy?
However, Cassandra was walking very calmly and without an ounce of fear in her eyes. Maybe her b
