"The Resurrection Mage gradually adapted to the state after awakening, as the Dawn Knight and the Seventh Knight went to the City of Skies today," said Queen Grey.
Occasionally, Gaius Otimis would remember four years ago, when his partner didn't look like this. She wore rustic braids, dressed in a scholarly robe, with lazy and cunning eyes under her glasses, carrying the airs of someone nurtured in affluence, like a greedy cat.
Now in the projection, Grey was clad in a white robe with gold trimmings, her long braid cut short to shoulder-length hair, her figure maturing from youthful to sophisticated, transforming from a girl who bargained with tigers to a queen dividing spoils in the arena of power. The only constant was her fervent desire for power.
"Are you listening to me, big politician?" Queen Grey in the projection frowned.
"I am," Gaius answered, "do you think the Dawn Knight has discovered you?"
