Love...
Lover.
Though I had already speculated in my heart.
But when I heard the girl in the black dress before me personally say the answer.
Lilianna's heart couldn't help but tremble violently.
She couldn't help but look up.
The gaze from those gray-black eyes swept over the girl in the black dress before her and the figure on the throne constantly.
Because, at that moment, Lilianna suddenly recalled a past event from over five hundred years ago.
An event already buried within the dust of history.
When the Elven Royal Court had not yet fallen into the Abyss like at present, but was still a lonely little island on the Endless Ocean Domain.
Her conversation with Sister Hathaway.
"Sister Hathaway... what is your relationship with that newly arrived human?"
At that time, I was naïve and innocent, merely an inconspicuous little girl within the Gray Elf Tribe, and I had asked a similar question to the then Elder of the Golden Elf Clan, Hathaway.
And her answer—
