['PRINCESS?']
Neoma, for some reason, didn't like it when the great shaman referred to her as a princess. "Was I a princess in my past life, Grandma?"
Nero turned to her with a look that questioned if she really believed the shaman.
Neoma didn't say anything, but yes, she had a feeling that Grandma Monik was a legit shaman.
[I can just tell.]
"You weren't just a princess," Grandma Monik said. "You were a goddess in your past life."
"I knew it," Neoma said, touching her face. "I must be the Goddess of Beauty in my past life."
Nero scoffed. "Yah. How can you be that arrogant?"
"I have the right to be this arrogant because of my face card," Neoma said confidently. "As long as I'm not hurting anyone, why would it matter? It's not like I'm putting anyone down. I'm simply praising myself."
"That's the thing," Nero argued. "You should wait for other people to praise you."
