Chapter 12 He Carries Himself Like A Prince
- The first rays of sunlight hit the cold stone walls and spilled through the heavy dark gray drapes that had been drawn to the side to let the light in.
- The air was fresh and the scent of dew rising from the fields below was inviting. In the distance, hills shone in the sun’s light.
- Sinjun stood with his back to the room as his eyes roamed the earth below, lost in thought.