Chapter 4

I held the spirit tiger in my arms, my fingers running through its thick fur. Pressing it closer to me, I felt it calm down and finally began to speak. Watching their father-daughter affection made me a little nauseous. "Fighting with your mount, destroying dozens of houses, burning down most of the forest—this warrants a year's salary deduction and ten lashes with the spirit whip. Father, you can't play favorites." Whispers echoed around us. My father, clearly uncomfortable under their...