The Queen of Marie Kingdom, Queen Elizabeth, stared at her reflection in the mirror and let out a deep sigh.
"Haaah… has another spot appeared…?"
Her attendants smiled gently behind her, thinking It's the same old thing again, but they kept their mouths shut.
"Her Majesty, there is no such thing! You are as beautiful as ever!"
The head maid said. All the maids lined up nodded in agreement.
But the Queen looked at her own face in the mirror and faced harsh reality. Twenty days had passed since Robin left the capital. Twenty days since she stopped drinking that medicine.
She had loved looking in the mirror before. Every time she saw her own rejuvenated skin, her heart had raced with delight. She had loved hearing the honest words from everyone she met—men and women alike.
"Her Majesty looks so young!"
They weren't flattery. She knew. She had felt the warmth of genuine pride from the bottom of their hearts.
