Shadow Slave novel Chapter 2225

Chapter 2225: Broken Covenant

The shattered moon shone upon the ruined castle.

The cold winds howled as they passed through the ruins, slamming into piles of rubble with vengeful power. An especially strong gust sent a small pebble falling from a broken wall into a pan of bubbling stew.

Morgan ignored the pebble. She ignored Nightingale, who landed nearby, as well.

Instead, she looked up and let out a long sigh.

‘Loyalty

Loyalty was a funny thing. It came in many forms and many shapes, from different sources. Loyalty had a power in and of itself – a great power, sometimes – but in the realm of Supremes, it also possessed a mystical authority.

It was the covenant between a ruler and the people. It was the lifeblood of a Domain, as well as the means through which Domains spread. To be precise, for those Supremes who built their Domains with the help of the Nightmare Spell, it was the loyalty of Saints that mattered most.

Because their kingdoms were built from Citadels, and most people – even those of the Supreme Rank – could only control one Citadel at a time. There were exceptions, of course, like her monstrous brother, but those exceptions only served to prove the rule.

So, Saints became proxies for the Supremes, controlling Citadels in their name. To do so, they had to pledge their fealty to a Sovereign… and swear loyalty to a Domain.

But loyalty was not an event. It was a process. Therefore, even if a Saint swore an oath of fealty, their loyalty was not carved in stone. It could grow more powerful or weaken – it could even become entirely exhausted, dissolving like a mirage. If that happened, the Sovereign would lose a vassal, and the Domain would lose a Citadel.

But it was not easy, to exhaust someone’s loyalty. Because loyalty came in many forms.

There was personal loyalty to a Sovereign, like what Sir Gilead and other retainers of the Great Clan Valor felt. There was also a more abstract kind of loyalty like that of vassal Saints, who were not necessarily devoted to their Sovereign, but were instead devoted to the Domain itself – because their families, clans, friends, and comrades were a part of it.

And many more.

That was why a vassal Saint could despise a Sovereign, but still be part of the Sovereign’s Domain. Domains were vast things, after all, and encompassed much more than solely their rulers.

Which was why it was so ironic…

That Morgan, the daughter of a Sovereign, had no loyalty left.

It was because to her, the Sword Domain was precisely that – it was solely a representation of her father. She was raised to be a ruler, and for that reason, her connection to the vast complexity of the Domain was different from that of everyone else.

It was far more simple, and therefore, far more easily destroyed.

Morgan did not have friends or comrades, she only had subordinates… who were mere tools. Her clan and her family were a single person – the King of Swords. Ɍ𝖆ŊОВЕS

And so, once she lost all faith in her father, she lost the connection to the Sword Domain as well.

Perhaps she was simply selfish, not caring about anyone or anything else.

‘It can’t be… I am Morgan of Valor, I am the princess of the Sword Domain.’

But it could.

Morgan smiled crookedly.

Her brother… had her beat.

The bastard…

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