"By any chance…." Akamir said. "Are you Empress Sephrina?"
Sephrina's eyes lingered on Akamir with a mix of confusion and wariness.
Her small hands clutched at her father's sleeve as if grounding herself.
"What type of question is that?" She asked, glancing at her father then at him. "…What do you mean, you are Akamir?"
Akamir let out a sigh as he looked at her. "Are you Empress Sephrina or not?"
"Of course I am." She replied while blinking her eyes. "I am myself—."
Her words halted as her gaze fell on a mirror placed on the side.
Sephrina turned silent as she stared at her childlike reflection.
"What is this…."
Her eyes widened as reality dawned upon her.
"Wait, my curse! Don't look at me—!"
Sephrina quickly began to push herself back as her body trembled violently.
She used her hand to cover her face as her eyes showed horror.
"No, no! What have I done."
Velyrian was beyond confused as he just sat there unable to understand his daughter.
