To them, she was the chosen piece of their new king, and that made her sacred.
"Weiwei..." Lin Wan whispered frantically in her mind, her fingers digging into the wood of the railing. "What... what is happening? Why are they bowing to me?"
Inside her brain, the digital interface buzzed weakly, the red error messages slowly clearing away as Cassian's domain opened up just enough to let her system speak.
[Host... this is the ancient law of the high-tier beast bloodlines,] Weiwei explained, her digital voice sounding incredibly tense and strained. [The royal manticore brand is not just a tracking device. By burning his personal crest into your soul core, Prince Cassian has officially declared to the entire universe that you belong to his personal domain. In their eyes, you are the highest treasure of the throne. If anyone touches a single hair on your head, it is considered a direct declaration of war against the Sovereign himself. They are bowing to his power inside you.]
