Chapter 381 – Longing
"They did what?" Sora asked, her searing eyes fixed on the standing Rome.
She was inside her study room, decorated in gold, wearing gilded imperial clothes adorned with luxurious jewels.
She had grown, now eighteen years old, with a more mature face.
Her beauty had increased, and with that, her aura.
If before, her whole aura felt like standing beside a searing fire, now standing beside Golden Voice felt like swimming inside burning lava.
She leaned on her chair, her blonde hair tied into one big knot behind her, held by a golden hairpin shaped like a sun disk. Some strands slid down on each side of her face.
The Princess currently stood at Grandmaster rank. And not just any Grandmaster.
At her question, Rome ducked his head, then answered,
"Yes, my lady. They have changed the name Silver City and called it Black Dwells."
Sora's eyebrows knitted tighter and tighter at his words.
"And the population just accepted it?"
