Elven Nation.
Royal Palace.
Elven Royal Command Center.
The current King of the Elven Nation sat at the head of the table, a mana radio placed in front of him. He rubbed the back of his head as he listened to his sister, the Former Queen of Elven, Mylezra, nagging him through the mana radio.
"Do you understand, Rhalyf? Hmm?"
"Yes, Big Sis… I know. Besides, Liana is my daughter too."
"Don't you dare try to matchmake her again! Do you understand? Hmm? She is my husband's future daughter-in-law, so don't even think about it! She will be there for a mission, and you will ensure everything goes smoothly! And follow the plan! Now, where is Viessa!?"
Viessa, the new Queen of the Elven Nation, swallowed hard when she heard her name through the radio.
Crap.
Sister-in-law is serious.
She's always been scary, but ever since she became the Elder Queen of the Elven Nation and married King Garius, her presence has become even more overwhelming.
"I… I'm here, Sister-in-law."
