Siara paused as she bit on her lip with a thoughtful look in her eyes.

“The 60-year war ended over 40 years ago, but after it ended the negative stigma of ‘mix-bloods’ remained,” Siara sighed.

“At first ‘mix-bloods’ were perused, and their numbers dwindled, but not long after the concords between the united Conclave of Ozarah and the Imperial Empire of Saldea were reached,”

“And Progress Island became the centre of the world in a way, it was to be the first nation where Ozarian’s and Saldean’s lived together,”

“To cement the alliance my aunt Layla Selphira of the imperial family, and my uncle Sebastian Greyjoy were married and titled as the duke and duchess of The Chained Isle’s,”

“Naturally such a union would breed more ‘mix-bloods’ and so it was up to my aunt and uncle to protect the rights of the mix-bloods and protect them from prosecution,” Siara explained.

Dalis furrowed his brow, “They were unable to do it?!” he asked, but he could sense that there was a little more to the