In her entire life, Cludra hated others looking down on her the most.
So she sat on the highest throne and asked everyone to look up.
Only Haiseyin didn't mind. Because there was no contempt in Heiseyin's looking down, only distress.
"Your Majesty, you don't actually have to be that tall." Heiseyin said.
"Why?"
"Because I can bend down." Later, Heiseyin really bent down.
In front of the pursuers of the new federation, under the sword of the old nobles, and in every wind on the seaside.
Bending down, waiting for a forever proud person to jump into her arms.
But she didn't wait.
All she was waiting for was a sword and the words "May you be free."
Later, the sound of familiar footsteps finally came from the sea breeze.
She didn't look back, just smiled: "You are late."
Intention: The throne of the old era will eventually collapse, but love will be re-crowned at the end of the tide.