The first result indicated Holy Temple ancestry and belonged to the fifth, lowest tier. It meant that although the blood of the Holy Temple's people flowed through their veins, it was not pure, but mixed with that of Vikings, people of the Seven Kingdoms, or others.
The second result indicated pure Holy Temple ancestry and belonged to the fourth tier, proof of shared lineage. These people possessed the purest Holy Temple blood, a source of immense pride among certain noble and wealthy families: the pride of a bloodline untainted by people of other nations.
The third result indicated a collateral bloodline connected to the royal family, something like distant relatives. The ancestors of these people and those of the current Temple Master could be traced back to relatives of the same generation.
The fourth result indicated a direct bloodline connected to the royal family, such as a great-grandparent or maternal grandfather. Their ancestors and hers belonged to the same generation and shared close kinship.
The fifth result indicated an intimate blood connection to the royal family, such as that between father and child, brothers, mother and child, or sisters. And such a person was precisely whom Temple Master Malena had spent twenty years desperately searching for.
"It's true. The timing matches, too..." Malena murmured, sinking into thought. Like Ma Linya in another room, she began recalling her own past.
"Twenty whole years..." she murmured with a sigh. Back then, she had been only eighteen.
She had been eighteen, an age still untouched by many of life's trials and torments, an age of freedom as clear and pure as morning light, an age of following her heart without worrying about the consequences.
As the Temple Master's daughter, she had received the finest training in the Temple Capital from childhood. Swordsmanship, horsemanship,