Then, the beautiful noblewomen with fair skin, shining silver hair and golden colored pupils let out an extremely… alluring sound. In any case… Is licking the silverware that I used that delightful…?
The Platinum Palace’s guards in the vicinity of the Queen, which seemed to be almost all women, watched the queen with envious expressions on their faces.
What the hell is going on…?
Also, why was the tableware that was licked clean placed into a luxurious case of it’s own and put into a display case in the Queen’s bedroom? There were an endless tide of questions that I wanted to ask, however, I honestly have no further wish to become better acquainted with the Queen after this series of events.
My story about the Queen, which has easily exceeded my common sense in various ways, ends here. I determined that it was best to proactively avoid associating with her… sigh… at least for the time being… Shaking off the scene I had just witnessed…
I decided to take all of my confusion and frustration out on the training the group of palace knights for the rest of the afternoon to put this behind me.