"She is a queen who truly holds the world in her heart. She's one of the few High Elves in the Elven Kingdom I deeply admire."
Hearing Shalaina praise Mirillian with such unreserved zeal, Attilicia couldn't help but feel a bit sour, even though she didn't harbor that kind of sentiment for Mirillian herself. After all, I'm a prodigy from Dragon Island, the likes of which is seen only once a century! Do I really pale in comparison so much?
She immediately retorted with a trace of acidity, "Well, by that logic, there's no one in this world who could be worthy of her, is there?"
"She doesn't need anyone to be worthy of her. Besides, High Elves have long lifespans, just like us Dragons. What if she just happens to meet a hero who can conquer both her body and soul?"
