"First King Light?" she asked in a measured voice, breaking the oppressive silence.
The figure, who had remained motionless until now, slowly raised his head. He seemed to be emerging from a deep slumber. His eyes remained closed, but he turned toward her.
"Who...? An elf, with the blessing of Phoetia? I also sense the power of Ezekiel..." he murmured in a hoarse voice, as if he hadn't spoken in centuries. He tilted his head, his tone a mix of curiosity and surprise.
Elisabeth couldn't help but feel a strange tension in the air, but she remained calm. "I am Elisabeth Green, a royal elf," she replied confidently.
The mysterious man suddenly let out a chuckle. "Ah... A descendant of good old Green? So, he eventually built a kingdom... *Ha ha ha*."
Elisabeth frowned slightly, perplexed by the oddness of the situation, but she pressed on. "And you must be Leroy, the first King Light? May I ask what you are doing here?"
