🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

– I sympathize with you, Lady Kimchilla! But I don't understand... who could be the one who refused you? Is he so powerful that he looks down even on you? Is he... a ruler... a great mage... hmm, who else could he be? – Camistella thoughtfully tilted her head to the side.

- Our king, Thiozar Kisekus Aalur. It has been eighteen years since he separated from his previous wife, and the royal house still has no heir. I thought that now was my time to please both the ancestors and the yet-to-be-born descendants, to forever strengthen the position of our ancient dynasty and immortalize my name. But despite all my efforts, I saw nothing but boredom in his tired eyes – such a look is like a knife to a woman's heart. Perhaps he is burdened by some kind of curse? I have read about the Akonian curse of arrogance, which compels men... to change their attitude towards romantic life and nocturnal adventures; perhaps that is the reason? – Kimchilla smiled wryly. – Our artist, Phainant Enlilsky, once told me that the king is also responsible for his melancholy... It seems that this man knows how to hurt men and women with equal skill.