At this moment, Laura Jones stood at the edge of the field, watching that person descend from the palace where the ministers were worshipping. Behind him was the resplendent and warm morning sun.
It cast half of his face into the dazzling sunlight, leaving a long silhouette on the ground.
Laura was a bit dazed, as if she was suddenly in the great dynasty she had concocted, that majestic palace, watching that handsome and mighty emperor...
The noble emperor was getting closer to her, until his tall figure blocked the sunlight from behind, and she finally came back to her senses.
"You're here?"
William Wilson looked down at her, with a hint of a smile in his eyes.
Shedding the unique oppressive aura of an emperor, at this moment, William Wilson seemed exceptionally gentle.
He naturally drew attention wherever he went, drawing everyone's gaze.
Now, seeing William Wilson standing in front of Laura, everyone was taken aback.
