The bright sunshine passed through the window pane and illuminated the gorgeous hall. A young girl was half-lying on a woven blanket made of white feathers. She closed her eyes lazily, as if she were resting. In front of her, several women wearing silver armor stood respectfully while wearing a serious expression.
"Your Royal Highness, the parliament has denied all of our allegations and has rejected our request to send people to investigate."
"It's not surprising."
Lydia turned around, raising her hands high and stretching her body. Then she stood and walked towards the window. She was watching the bustling, beautiful Golden City below.
"The rats always like to hide in the darkness while keeping the food they stole… Rats that use a despicable method to gain the power will surely never expect themselves to be targeted by others… After all, corrupted soil can never grow a beautiful flower. What else did they say?"
