Chapter 38

Golden moon seemed to shine upon the glazed skin of the woman who prayed in the temple with her female attendants standing by the side and waiting for the graceful and noble lady to complete her offerings to the god.

It has already been several months since she had arrived in this astute place, thus now the cold chilling winds of the Nine step mountains and the lack of luxury did not bother her.

“Her highness princess Semeara(REAL), there is someone who wants to meet you.” Snow white silver hair that resembled the waterfalls fell in waves till her hips yet the woman even upon hearing that someone was waiting for her did not make an effort to get up.

“Princess…it’s your brother, Prince Dysan.” Only then did she open her eyes with a gentle smile gracing those cherry lips. Princess Semeara was the pearl in Emperor Kyzm’s palm and was heavily doted upon by her mother- Consort Jeansen thus naturally had an arrogant attitude that did not know what it was to bow down, wha