After they left, as if their business was concluded, Reed and I turned our attention to the invitation in my hand. Reed narrowed his eyes as he looked at the queen’s seal clearly stamped on it.
“This seems serious,” he remarked.
I completely agreed.
I suddenly checked the system window.
[ Time remaining until the end of the ‘Genre Change Ticket Trial’: 7 days, 20 hours, 29 minutes.]
The dysfunctional family regret story was only halfway through. I could only hope that Prince Rigarese and Queen Rabiosa would handle things appropriately.
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The date and time Reed and I were summoned to the palace were the same. We dressed in attire that met the minimum formality required for entering the palace.
[‘The Scale that Judges Souls’ is dissatisfied with your plain attire.]
For now, we dressed according to our disguised identities. Although the Scale says it’s plain, I think it’s adorned enough…