'I am your big brother.'
'I am your big brother.'
'I am your big brother.'
Like the looping ballad of a talentless bard, Zuixian's words repeated in Haoyue's mind, following a grim and broken tune that made a mess of the Dongli princess' brain. All her life, Haoyue had been convinced of this one thing: her father was a loyal man. Loyal to his state, loyal to his vows, loyal...to his family, Shui Jiankang embodied loyalty, and despite the emasculating rumors circulating among Dongli royals and aristocrats, never lost sight of the vows he'd made to his queen.
