Emily had moved aside in shock, allowing Raylen to step in front of the vessel and lean forward. He smiled at the Mother Queen and said,
"Good evening, Queen Ginger. You don't look like you've aged a day," Raylen greeted her with a charming smile.
The Mother Queen had looked forward to a one-on-one conversation with her granddaughter, but she didn't mind the slight interruption. She greeted the archdemon back, saying, "I hope you are taking good care of my granddaughter."
"Providing her with ample candle stands, despite being called insufferable," Raylen smiled, the corners of his eyes and lips crinkling, and Emily shot him a glare.
"Don't take her words to heart, Prince Raylen. I hope you can excuse her. Sophia raised Emily too strictly, without letting her breathe," the Mother Queen remarked.
"I am breathing just fine," Emily retorted with a frown. "I just don't want to suck up all the air around me," she added, taunting Raylen.
