"Congratulations, Elina. You've earned the honorary title of The Chosen One."
Inside the room, Rafine smiled sincerely as she congratulated Elina.
Sitting on the sofa to her right, Elina felt a little embarrassed, but she accepted the congratulations nonetheless.
"Thank you, Rafine. But that title is just an empty symbol. I'm still the same Elina you know. So, as much as possible, don't change how you see me, okay?" She smiled playfully.
"Pfft!" Rafine chuckled. "I understand. But that title isn't just a symbol, you know? It gives you the right to form your own army and manage your own territory. It's like a special noble title just for you."
As she placed the tea and coffee cups on the table, Rafine couldn't help but sigh in admiration.
The title of The Chosen One was the only title Elina held. None of the previous princes or princesses had ever received it, which made it all the more special.
