After having my makeup and hair done, Grace placed a beautiful silver crown on my head. It was not overly extravagant, but it was still very pretty. "Grace, you said two hundred years just now. What year is it exactly?"
"Your Majesty, are you okay? You have been acting weird all morning…." Grace gave me a worried look causing me to sigh. I mean, what can I say? Right now, everything felt too real to be a dream, but it still felt like a dream. It made me wonder if this was a secret wish I had deep in the deepest parts of my heart. Did I wish to become a ruler of some kind?
At Grace's question, I could only let out a dry laugh and scratch the back of my head: "Maybe I am getting old and forgot?"
Grace shook her head as she said: "Your Majesty, who are you kidding? You have infinite mana. The only ones getting old are those who are not connected to you, which reminds me. You have a meeting with the Council Of Elders today."
