Starglow Basin sons and daughters of city officials attend demonstrations

qiao did not bother chasing after the boy as he stood to move. no doubt, instinct compelled him — and it would keep him alive just yet.

no compassion flickered across her gaze as he fell, inching to a stop with a pitiful expression and the murmur of pain. oh, i have plenty to help with that.

but she did not offer aid just yet. her question lingered in the air, still unanswered.

which palace do you live in, child? as if she’d had a change of heart — when truthfully, she’d only just started considering all the ways he’d be useful.