'I do not approve of his means, but the result is what I also wish for...that you value your life, as much as you value ours.'
The words played through Neveah's mind, and not for the first time in the past hour.
"What does that even mean? That I am wrong and Jian is right? Am I expected to go to him and thank him for his gift?" Neveah asked in disbelief.
Neveah sat on the edge of her bath, her hand was dipped in the warm water that filled up the wooden tub and she swirled slightly.
"When did I ever not value my life? It is not like I went there to die or something... the only thing that could have killed me was that scale." Neveah grumbled beneath her breath.
Neveah could not understand it, King Jian had always let her do as she pleased before this time, even when he detested her.