Two days remained before the wedding.
The palace of Tughril had become almost unbearably busy as the final preparations unfolded. Every corridor seemed filled with servants carrying silk banners, lanterns, trays of ceremonial ornaments, and countless other decorations meant to transform the palace into a setting worthy of the Khan's marriage.
For Xiao Zhi, however, the growing excitement surrounding the ceremony only made the quiet suspicion in her mind feel heavier.
Ever since the strange discovery about the candle ritual, a small question had refused to leave her thoughts.
The possibility that Ruhan might share the same secret she carried was both thrilling and terrifying at the same time.
If he truly was like her, if he had also come from another world, then everything between them suddenly carried an entirely different meaning.
But suspicion alone was not proof.
