The Hall of Order had been emptied of its usual audience.
No media. No broadcast. No applause.
No Councilors or Representatives of Houses.
Only Councilor Zhen and her House Elders, along with Councilor Vale and his, remained.
The moment had been planned for centuries. The first seed was planted when Saen was conceived. A love child between a Roen - a true Roen - and a Zhen.
The Zhen family had finally acquired Roen blood in their lineage.
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The blessing and the curse that made the Roens prosper and hold their absolute power was in their blood. A pact made with an immortal - a divine being.
It started off on a whim. The immortal took an interest in a young man with great ambitions. A brilliant young mind. Gifted. Industrious.
He had everything but lacked one thing - God's grace.
Failure after failure.
No matter how hard he tried. How genius his idea was. How meticulous his plans were.
Just when he thought he was close to achieving true greatness, he failed.
