The Third Princess was giving birth... again! And again! And again!
'But isn't the Third Princess supposed to get married today? Isn't this her wedding banquet?'
The information overload stunned Song Ciwan for a moment, but she quickly recovered.
'Whether this Xizhai, this bizarre place, is a Deceitful Realm or not, one thing is clear: this is no ordinary realm.'
'In a strange place, even stranger things are bound to happen. No need to be alarmed.'
'This was a classic case of familiarity breeding contempt. If you don't find the strange strange, it loses its power over you.'
Song Ciwan followed the hurrying Eldest Princess, passing with her through a covered corridor.
As she passed through the corridor, Song Ciwan once again had the strange sensation of traveling through time and space.
Though it was clearly just a straight corridor, Song Ciwan felt as if she had crossed through countless, ever-changing worlds in the blink of an eye.
One moment, she was in the heavens.
