As Old King Guser let out a heartfelt call.
Far away in the tailor shop within Zong Shen's territory, Princess Annie suddenly felt a stabbing pain in her heart.
She set down the monster hide she had been cutting and processing, frowned, and clutched her chest.
"Ugh..."
A low cry of pain escaped her.
Fortunately, the stabbing pain in her heart came quickly and passed just as quickly.
Even so, the brief abnormality caught the attention of the tailor apprentices around her.
"Master Alana, what's wrong?"
After spending this time in the territory as a full-time tailor.
Her professional rank had advanced from Intermediate Tailor to Advanced Tailor.
Besides the tailoring experience she accumulated through her daily work, she also made time every day to study tailoring techniques at the [Special Knowledge Academy].
Originally, tailoring had merely been a hobby she picked up out of boredom in the imperial palace.
She had a decent talent for it, and the person who taught her the craft had been a renowned Master-level tailor in the Imperial City.
Thus, even though she had only treated it as a pastime, Annie Pendragon had still reached the level of an Intermediate Tailor.
That was also why Zong Shen had noticed her at a glance when she had fallen into slavery.
She was quite content with her current life in the territory.
At the very least, every day felt fulfilling.
Yet there were still things weighing on her heart.
Like a bird unable to find a home, flying and flying, knowing only to keep flying onward.
Once the stabbing pain in her heart faded, Annie raised her head and looked at the tailor apprentice beside her, who was cautiously asking after her condition.
She was a girl under sixteen, her face still carrying traces of youthful