"Veronica..."
"Elizabeth."
Two queens, whose kingdoms had fought against each other, met.
The atmosphere was tense as if the air alternated between heating up and getting colder. Sparks flew in the air as if they were dueling with their gazes, and if one focused, they could hear the clang of metal. The clinking of swords striking each other was highly unusual.
"You haven't changed a bit, Veronica. Still as crazy, restless, and stupid as ever," Elizabeth began with irritation, gritting her teeth. "Damn bitch, couldn't you just sit on your ass? Did you feel the need to come to my lands? Have you completely lost your fear, you old hag?"
