As soon as Katari's voice faded, the blue door shimmered out of existence and Olivia walked in.
Just like the other consorts, Olivia didn't seem to have aged one bit. She was still packing some areas of fat in her cheeks, thighs, and other areas that would make her be considered a little chubby.
She walked into the office, attracting Katari's full predatory gaze.
Katari noticed that Olivia was wearing a black ceremonial gown befitting a queen in her humanoid form.
Katari's mind flashed to any occasion that could be special to warrant this dress or check if Olivia was just being funny.
"Katari, aren't you coming?" Olivia asked as she approached Katari's desk with a few steps.
"Coming for what?" Katari asked, genuinely confused.
"The coronation," Olivia said with a wet smile. As she suspected, Katari didn't even know what was going on.
