Despite the fact that the runic circle was broken, Shadow was in no hurry to leave it. Instead, he sat comfortably on the cracked floor, observing the Jade Queen with a look of contemplation.
The young woman, in turn, studied him with a curious smile.
"A shadow! I have never hosted one of your kind in my Jade Court… I did not expect you to look so human, either. How fascinating. And what a splendid shell! You seem to have taste!"
She pouted.
"Alright… I've decided. I shall forgive your rudeness. Just this once!"
Shadow smiled faintly.
"Your Majesty is generous."
The Jade Queen… seemed like an immature, pampered brat.
However, Shadow was not deceived.
He had lived countless lives, after all. Many of his past incarnations had known of the Jade Queen; a few had even met her, each learning the meaning of dread in these beautiful halls.
