"Lyra… I need to ask something. It'll sound strange, but answer honestly."
Hearing this, both girls looked at him, confused.
Damien exhaled.
"Hey, Lyra, is the Elf queen a virgin?"
The silence that followed was explosive.
"Y-Young master!" Isabelle choked. "Why are you asking something like that?!"
Lyra's stare turned sharp enough to kill.
Damien immediately raised his hands. "Wait—wait! It's not what you're thinking."
He coughed twice, his mind racing as he recalled a specific, terrifying detail from the novel.
'In the original story, the Elf Kingdom's barrier was impenetrable. It stood for thousands of years. But in the year 2025, it fell in a single night.'
'Why? Queen was occupied with childbirth. And on the night of the attack, unable to attack the elf empire without their greatest backer fell.'
'The pain of labour destabilised her mana. The barrier flickered under siege. And all kinds of cultists and undead walked right in.'
