Jian climbed into the open hangar of the Grayling ship, his eyes widening slightly as he took in its enormous interior. The vessel was massive, far larger than any ordinary transport ship, and it had been prepared to carry nearly two hundred Farian warriors who had accompanied his brother. Rows of armored soldiers were already moving about the hangar, checking their weapons and equipment one last time before the ship departed.
Speaking of his brother…
Celaus stood among the warriors in full battle armor, his sword strapped securely at his side and his entire appearance radiating the authority of a crown prince preparing to go to war. His posture was straight, his expression serious, and to anyone who didn't know him, he looked completely focused on the mission ahead.
But Jian knew better.
Celaus's eyes kept drifting toward one particular person.
Li Wang.
