An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

Dustin quietly reflected on memories of his mother as he bowed his head. With the identification of the instigator, Alaric, and the dissolution of Dragon Guard, only Reagan and Cinna remained. Once this remaining threat was eliminated, he would have avenged his mother.

“Mom… I really miss you!” Dustin whispered, gazing at the stone statue before him.

In his recollections, Rufus was always engrossed in state affairs, seldom returning home. It was Alba who worked tirelessly to raise him.

During his rebellious childhood, Dustin often perceived his mother as being too strict. He occasionally earned a few cane lashes for minor missteps. Now mature, he understood his mother’s well-intentioned discipline.

As the Crown Prince of West Lucozia, born with a silver spoon, he could have easily devolved into a pampered playboy without his mother’s guidance. She had nurtured him in martial arts, military strategy, medicine, and even some divine esoteric techniques. She not only gave him life, but also paved the way for his future.

Dustin sighed.

grief-stricken Dustin. She wisely chose to give him space. She understood that a mother and

taking three deep bows before his mother’s statue, he finally stood up. The

waiting,” he said, regaining composure as

“No worries.”

her head

Seeing her statue

dark. Let’s find

Dustin changed the subject.

Our cover is that of siblings returning to their hometown. As long

“Sounds good.”

He nodded.