Arin and I entered the grand hall, where the five elders and Gamma Aldo sat at a long, wooden table. They rose from their seats, bowing their heads in respect as we approached.
“Rise, elders,” Arin said, his voice commanding yet warm.
The elders straightened, their faces filled with smiles as they turned to me. “Congratulations, Your Majesty,” they said in unison. “May the Goddess bless your reunion and your reign.”
Thank you, I answered with a soft smile.
One of the elders, an elderly woman with a kind face, stepped forward. “We pray that the Goddess guides you and grants you wisdom in your decisions. We are honored to serve under your leadership.”
I gave her an appreciative smile.
Arin nodded, his eyes scanning the room. “Thank you, elders. We have a pressing matter to discuss.
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