It truly put things into perspective. Meira’s clan hadn’t changed in the last few years, while Meira had become an entirely different person.
“Milady, perhaps an announcement from the Chosen would be appropriate,” the S-grade Malefic Dragonkin spoke to her telepathically, throwing her out of her thoughts. Probably for the best, too, as her standing there just looking down at her family for a few dozen seconds definitely wasn’t helping her look like some noble young mistress.
After quickly getting over the weirdness of having a powerful person talk to her so respectfully—something Meira was luckily getting more used to—she nodded and did just that. Meira did have a speech prepared, after all.
Stepping forward and tapping into the formation beneath her to amplify her voice, she spoke.
“G
