Celestia folded her arms beneath her chest and looked at Selena with a slightly tired expression. "So you really want to go?"
Selena stood before her calmly and nodded. "Yes, Mother. I want to go."
Celestia let out a soft sigh and leaned back slightly in her chair, one leg crossed over the other. "Haah… well, you won't listen to me anyway. You can go. Don't bother Uncle Alistair too much. Also, take care."
Selena's eyes lit up faintly. "Thank you, Mother!"
Celestia waved her hand dismissively. "Hah… leaving me alone again with all this work… how are you going to handle this kingdom in the future?"
Selena replied calmly, "I will be fine. Also, it will take many years for me to sit on the throne." Then she turned slightly. "Anyways, let's go, Amon."
Amon, who had been standing a few steps behind Selena, watching their conversation silently, spoke up hesitantly. "Senior Selena… actually, I wanted to talk with your mother about something. If you don't mind."
