Kapitel 688: The hallowed eve

"Papa, why do you like astrology so much?" The young Aries asked, staring at her father, who stood on the balcony while gazing up at the stars. 

A middle-aged man smiled, gazing down at his beautiful daughter, who shared the same eye color as him. He held the young Aries' hand gently; a hold that always made her feel safe. 

"Because they were interesting, my little Aime," said the King of Rikhill, looking heavenward at the glorious thousand suns in the night. "When you are still inside your mother queen, I had difficulty choosing a suitable name that would suit a blessed child."

"That's the time I first found an interest in astronomy." His voice was soft and full of pride, eyes mirroring the twinkle of the stars and the benign smile of the moon. "Ram. The first sign of the zodiacs. Bold and ambitious, always wanting to be first."