Chapter 753: The Shape of Voice (Part 1)
Elisa glanced at the messenger from the Royal Palace, a standard Gnome in every sense of the term, who looked at her with a hint of subservience, awaiting the answer she would give.
As a daughter of a side branch of the royal family, Elisa actually didn’t have much in the way of choices. For instance, when His Majesty the King inquired about the dining scene involving Malin and the two young members of the Svenson family, she could but tell all.
That was the sorrow of being from a side branch, she thought to herself, while she involuntarily remembered Malin—a man of such incredible accomplishments. Although he didn’t really look like a man now, any one of his military records was the stuff of legendary stories that only heroes from history books could achieve.
How wonderful it would have been if he could take her away... Alas, she wasn’t born in the Purple Chamber, unlike Lulu and the two young members of the Svenson family.
Fate had been too cruel to a weak woman like herself.
"Miss Elisa, if there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave," said the messenger.
"Go back and tell my uncle," she replied.
After seeing off the Gnome, the somewhat disheartened princess returned to the living room. The brothers from the Svenson family were still chatting with Malin, and their conversation had reached the topic of the afternoon’s combat. Hearing them talk about the Chaos Champion they had just slain, Elisa admired Malin once more—Lord Malin was truly remarkable.
Regrettably, such an extraordinary man did not belong to her. Everyone called her Helen, the legendary woman of the past. It was a pity that aside from resembling this legend, she was completely different in every other respect.