Chapter 717: Zephyr
The room was spacious. Sofas lined the center, curtains framed the tall windows, and warm lamplight danced off the elaborate chandelier hanging from the ceiling. For a moment, Zephyr couldn't help but admire the luxurious decor.
But then his eyes landed on the woman seated on the central sofa, and everything else faded away.
She looked about twenty-five, with long black hair, striking azure eyes, and pale skin. She wore an ornate red ball gown with full wraps and a golden crown upon her head.
Zephyr had never seen her in person before, but he recognized her instantly.
There's only one person in the kingdom who wears a golden crown. Queen Rhea Boneflare.
Heart pounding, he dropped to one knee.
"Zephyr Silvercrest greets the Queen of the Iron Kingdom!"
Rhea raised her hand and released a soft pulse of wisdom power.
"Stand up," she said.
"Yes, Your Majesty." He rose stiffly, nerves prickling across his skin.
