As she left the palace, Queen Zoe, ruler of the Purple Kingdom, sighed with evident tiredness.
"These inferiors, always fighting..."
With a subtle movement, disappearing in a burst of tiny rays that danced through the air.
In the blink of an eye, she reappeared in her quarters at the Imperial Academy.
There, a young woman with long black hair, dressed in a purple robe with red and white details, was reclining lazily on a sofa. She stared at her indifferently and asked.
"Mom, how was the meeting? Did those two idiots argue again?"
Visibly irritated by both the meeting and her daughter's behavior, Zoe crossed her arms and scolded her.
"Nilla... why are you in my quarters? You should be with the other students, preparing."
The young woman responded with disinterest, yawning slightly.
"With those commoners? I'm not interested."
Zoe took a deep breath, trying to contain her frustration, and said seriously.
"Those you call commoners are the future of our Kingdom, Nilla."
