“You will not defy me, Kierra!” A woman with strange white hair yelled at me and I shivered, nevertheless, I still felt Stony somewhere in my heart. She was dressed in a cream-gold regalia, with a jade hairpin holding her hair up.

“I will do what I want, mother. It’s not fair on them all.” I responded to her.

“What do you know, child? Don’t meddle in this.” Her tone became quite softer.

“Mother, they are good people, I promise, and they need me. I can’t stand the sight of those innocent people being slaughtered because of me.”

“They deserve it!” She yelled again angrily and her eyes glowed like...