Chapter 72: Son of the Demon God
Sitting inside the clean and lovely library that Mr. Biken, the new librarian, had meticulously decorated, Ren skimmed the pages of the book, but her mind wandered, unable to concentrate.
"So, the bird shifters are the only ones who can’t shift while wearing clothes?" Ren asked thoughtfully. She flipped another page absentmindedly and sighed, not being able to continue.
"Yes, Your Highness." Mr. Biken replied, observed her carefully, sensing his queen’s attention drifting far beyond their current discussion. "What troubles you, my Queen?"
Ren closed the book gently, shoulders lifting in a subtle shrug. "History."
His brows rose with interest. "I would be delighted to help. Please, if you have specific questions, do ask."
"Oh, really?" Ren exclaimed, her excitement abruptly ignited. She glanced mischievously toward Gloria, whose mouth hung open in surprise.
"Gloria, you’ve finished your assignment. Join us." Ren winked at her companion. Gloria swiftly caught on to Ren’s scheming expression.
"Of course, Your Grace." Gloria quickly abandoned her table and joined Ren’s table, which was now surrounded by stacks of history books, searching for details that had frustratingly evaded her.
"Everyone keeps speaking about His Highness’s brother and their father, discussing heritage and numerous other things. Yet, I barely know anything about Thegara or the shifters, apart from them being descendants of His Highness’s father and having lived in the Fae realm before the great war. I only know they broke a law, prompting King Xakiel to exile them."