After sparring for ten minutes, Grace was out of breath and shook her head while smiling wryly, "That was good, mother. If Arkhen could fight at high-skilled-level people like you, he would also enjoy a lot."
"Arkhen… is that friend of yours that you hang out with?" Lorail said as she raised her eyebrows.
Seeing her mother's expression, Grace rolled her eyes, "Come on, mom. Not you too. He is just a friend."
"Haha, I know. You are our smart girl," Lorail said as she rubbed Grace's head.
"Ahem, so there's another matter we wanted to tell you," Emperor Vanis coughed and said as he stood with his hands behind his back.
"I knew it, haha. Say, what is it?" Grace said with a chuckle.
"It's about your future," Lorail said with a slightly painful expression on her face. "You don't know, but when you were born, a mysterious phenomenon appeared along with a mark on your forehead."
"Eh?" Grace was surprised.
