But as soon as Emilia placed the crown upon her head, everything changed.
Within a single breath, her body went still.
She remained seated upon the throne, her hands resting quietly in her lap, but her eyes lost their focus. Her pupils widened, and her face turned pale and cold, as if all warmth had been pulled away.
It was as though her soul had been taken somewhere far beyond this chamber.
Oh no!
Master!
Master!
Mimi cried out in panic, her meows trembling. She rushed closer, tail stiff with fear, her small paws pressing against Emilia's leg as if she could somehow wake her.
Master, please don't scare me like this!
For a moment, Mimi truly believed something had gone horribly wrong.
But Amaras was quick to calm her.
"Do not worry, little one," he said gently. "Your master has merely entered the Trial of the Crown. Her consciousness has been drawn within it. Her body remains here… but her mind now walks another path."
Oh…
So that is how it works…
Phew!!!
