"Is there something we needed to talk about?" Stella quickly got in between her father and the sage when she felt the surroundings turn icy.
Since the Great Sage suddenly appeared, she assumed that there must be something important to discuss.
But before he could reply . . .
"Mother?!" Everyone turned to the duchess when they heard Hendrick gasp.
"Eh?" Stella gawked at the younger-looking version of the duchess. She suddenly looked like she was just around her late twenties. She once again looked ten years younger than her age. She was thirty-nine.
"Why? What's wrong Stella?" the duchess asked when she noticed everyone's eyes not leaving her.
"You look ten years younger once again. It's like your back to how you were before we went missing. No, you look even younger now," Stella explained.
The sage made a mirror out of thin air and Stella held it for the duchess to look at her reflection.
