78 - Aini the Empress

“Empress Aini! Empress Aini!” Haipa called from behind.

Even while strolling the supposed lonely halls of the castle, I couldn’t get a few quiet moments to myself.

Even before I turned around, I could already guess what she wanted.

Very likely, she would be holding some papers.

There is a ninety percent chance that these are some type of plans or paperwork that she wants me to approve of or see if I could add anything to them.

It didn't matter what they were about. If Haipa thought it’s a good decision, then it most probably was.

She played a crucial role in the rebellion and was instrumental in planning the overthrow of the old regime. Just like many others I trusted with the new reign of Alaran, she was a former slave.

"You don't have to call me Empress, I said as I paused and placed a palm on my hip. Haipa, we've been friends for about two years now. Whatever ...this is," I emphasized, "you really need to get over it."

“I really don’t feel in my element here, Emp- eh, Aini,”