With Roxanne's demon magic and Vivianne's spirit power, the trip to the Borough Viscounty took less than a day. They cut through the sky like a streak of lightning and moonlight, and when they finally descended onto the port, Roxanne landed with a heavy, echoing thud, while Vivianne held securely in her arms.
The viscount, one of Duke Gerhard's men, had only ever seen the emperor and empress in the illustrated portraits circulated throughout the empire. Seeing them now, in the flesh, is nothing short of overwhelming.
The new emperor radiated a clear dominating aura, an alpha whose presence alone seemed to bend the air around her. She's striking, her beauty powerful and sharp, her demeanor calm and unbothered. Her features are softer than the illustration he had studied months ago, but her crimson eyes are more terrifying, piercing, and unblinking, as if they could strip lies straight from the soul.
