Korra glanced at me, the scowl from earlier lingering on her face. "Why not? I can't just let them treat you that way!"
I sighed, leaning over the balcony railing and peering down at the dark gardens below. A young couple stole away into a grove, casting anxious looks over their shoulders. They should have looked up…
"It wasn't about me. Prince Vorinth was doing some political maneuvering in an attempt to reduce the noble's opinion of the crown prince. Alric's quite popular, but he is extremely empathetic."-I let out a frustrated breath-"if only I'd stayed away. We could've avoided so much attention then."
For some reason, Korra's eyes filled with pity and her head tilted at a slight angle. "Is it like this all the time? You don't need to justify it, you know. Sometimes, people are just evil."
"I guess. From the way everyone around here talks, you'd think only the demons can be evil."
"We both know that's not true."
Hello everyone! I'm sorry if this chapter seems a bit rushed, but I felt that things were dragging out a little too long. I would be more than happy to split this chapter into two and flesh things out a bit more, just let me know in the comments. Aside from that, this chapter marks the end of the Divine Throne arc, which is a pretty big milestone. The wordcount is just over 100,000. which is the longest single piece I've written. From here, this story will be taking a bit of a turn and will be much more action/military focused. I definitly won't cast our character's development and growth aside, but the setting will be moving from peace to war. As always, feel free to comment any suggestions or questions you have about the story, and thanks for reading!