"You men can never understand a woman's heart," Queen Suya stood up, donning the cloak that hung by the door. "It's been a long while since I've seen Iraq. I presume much has changed. I shall see for myself and inquire what exactly has transpired. Afterwards, we can consider whether a wedding needs to be prepared for you."
The Great Emperor watched the departing back of Queen Suya thinking that being able to marry such a woman was his greatest fortune.
Jidan, seeing Queen Suya enter from outside, although it had been decades since they last met, still remembered this encounter vividly. Moreover, Suya always had a smile on her face, a smile that always seemed to relax both mind and spirit.
"Suya? Is that you?"
Queen Suya stepped forward, grabbed Jidan's hands and they both sat down together.
"It's me, Aunt. We truly have not seen each other for a long time."
