The grand doors of the manor's main hall opened with ceremonial precision, and Valen and Camila Ashbluff, the King and Queen of the Western Continent, entered the room together. Their presence immediately transformed the atmosphere, filling the space with the kind of authority that could only come from decades of ruling one of the world's most powerful nations.
Camila moved with the fluid grace of someone who had mastered both political diplomacy and personal combat. Her auburn hair was arranged in the intricate braids befitting a queen, while her green eyes missed nothing as they swept across the room. I could sense her power immediately—high Immortal-rank, just slightly below Jin and Kali's current level. Impressive for someone who had never been primarily focused on martial advancement, choosing instead to balance royal duties with personal strength.
But it was Valen who truly commanded attention.
