"Your Majesty! Have you forgotten the glory of the empire? Please reconsider our proposal!"
In a simple wooden cabin, two disheveled white-haired nobles are kneeling on the ground, their expressions filled with earnest pleading.
"Please reconsider our proposal!"
Behind them, several hooded knights kneel on one knee, their voices synchronized.
Inside, a beautiful golden-haired, blue-eyed girl sits at the wooden table.
She looks at the kneeling crowd, one hand lazily supporting her head, the other playing with her golden beautiful long hair, her expression detached yet helpless.
"Sorry, Lord Rosen... Lord Borrenzia, I am quite satisfied with the current situation, let's not bring up that title again in the future."
The girl shakes her head and says.
After speaking, she stands up from the chair and says to them:
