Unintentionally, the surroundings fell silent, and Reed felt compelled to say something.
“Everyone, please return. I have something to attend to and will go separately.”
“How could someone as esteemed as you go alone! Please make use of us, Your Majesty. We will handle any task efficiently.”
“It is a matter of great importance.”
“What could be so significant that…”
Just before twisting space and time to disappear, Reed willingly provided an answer.
“I am going to prepare a proposal gift.”
The Sacred Throne, where holiness and splendor coexist.
Seated there was a woman draped in layers of elaborate ceremonial robes. That woman was me.
‘Is this reality?’
Question: What should one do if they wake up to find themselves an emperor?
[‘The Critic Who Adjusts the Balance’ says to enjoy it to the fullest.]
[‘The World-Building Spirit’ is very pleased with the name of the empire.]
While I…