Remedy and Cornelia sat cross-legged, facing each other across the polished floor. The air inside the domain felt heavier than before, like the space itself was listening. Outside, Ivy waited, tense and uncertain, but inside, the real negotiation had already begun.
Cornelia studied him in silence for a moment, then spoke calmly. "So… where do we begin?" Her tone was casual, but the weight behind her words wasn't. A monarch asking guidance from a master, if anyone witnessed this, disbelief wouldn't even begin to cover it.
After all, monarchs weren't ordinary beings. They stood at the very peak, leading the war against monsters, capable of wiping out entire hordes alone. With their domains, facing millions wasn't just possible, it was expected. That was the level Cornelia stood on.
Which made this situation even stranger.
