@VSPTM04 Oh dear, that is troubling! 😟 Whether it’s a scheme or a mishap, I really hope Her Majesty’s doing okay and the palace has it all sorted. By the way, I believe this is my first time seeing you around. What’s your name?
She hears her name spoken by the sovereign himself, no less. For a heartbeat, time stills.
Leroa doesn’t flinch. Of course she doesn’t. But her back straightens just a touch, and her fingers still against the stem of her glass.
Good day, my dear Vespers. I trust each of you has been welcomed into your rightful division GDMs? Should there be any concerns or oversights, do not hesitate to come forth. Order must be kept, and none shall be left behind.
The soft click echoed. Leroa lowered the device, eyes narrowing slightly as the image appeared. No charcoal, no canvas—just light and timing.
“A portrait in a blink?” she mused, lips curling into a small smile. “How terribly efficient.”