Emma had woken early—far earlier than usual—to prepare for her first official meeting with Ethan.
Yesterday, she had met Ethan the man. Today, she would meet Ethan the Emperor.
This meeting would determine not only the next course of action for her newly established kingdom but also her own future as its ruler. In the hierarchy of Anbord, her position was that of a King—on the third tier, beneath the Empresses and the Emperor. A prestigious rank, certainly, but one that paled in comparison to the presence she was about to face.
For the first time in years, a knot of nervous tension twisted in her stomach.
"Just how powerful is he?"That single question branched into a thousand more.
In terms of raw strength, there was no doubt—Ethan was formidable. Too formidable. She couldn't sense the depth of his power, and that fact alone was terrifying. Either he far surpassed her… or he had such mastery over himself that he could conceal his strength completely.
