The Third Princess watched her mother leave with stiff-backed gravity. "What has become of this family?"
She looked over her shoulder at her father's grim face, and then left through the main doors without another word.
Ru Long's laughter echoed through the ample throne room. "You see, father, your house of lies is crumbling in on itself. You're just reaping what you sowed."
The King of Su was a man defeated. It seemed as if only the rules of propriety prevented him from collapsing into a heap on the floor.
Chu Yun was reminded of how the actions of another father had had repercussions that echoed throughout the generations with devastating effects.
While it was easy to look at how Xiao An had almost torn his own family to shreds, the rot began much earlier -- with his own father.