“Bim, w-w-what are you doing?”
“Something I should’ve done a long time ago. Hephit, come here”
“This seems to be a private conversation so I’ll see myself out”
“Me too. Enjoy your rest, your majesty”
“Just where do you both think you’re going?”
Once Bim stretched his hand, the door was locked with a small but strong magic formation. Only he could open it.
“Your majesty, forgive me. It’s been a long time since we’ve had a queen so we have forgotten about basic tradition. And the distractions from every side really has made us lose our mind”
“Bim, don’t tell me……!” Hephit exclaimed with a look of horror.
“I really do not wish to participate in this” Sylin mumbled once more.
“Bim, what are you talking about?”
“Once a Queen is crowned, there is a mandatory service performed called
