Primordial Messenger... Anos.
Mira's neck was covered with cold sweat.
Could it be... a namesake?
In the Danschel Empire, the name Anos was not uncommon.
Many girls were named Anos.
Because of the mask's concealment, no one could see Mira's complex expression.
However, the Elders present all saw Mira freeze in place.
Why had she reacted so?
Was this slightly abnormal behavior... the will of God?
The Elders guessed in their hearts, unclear of the reasons.
Mira stood still, wanting to turn back and look at Anos.
How did the imperial princess's expression look now, after having been unusual since entering the Golden Hall?
Anos stood.
The words of her mother, Flora, brought her an unimaginable shock.
For a moment, her brain went blank, not wanting to think, unable to think anything.
Why had she never felt this blank before? The blankness was like the clearest sky, where there was no wind, no clouds, nothing but omnipresent light.
