Faked

Elder Zeno Alstreim's expression suddenly became odd, "I assume you still have the Imagery Stone with you, or have you ended up disposing of it long ago?"

"I still have it with me..." Immeth Alstreim tapped her waist and spread open her palm wide.

An Imagery Stone appeared on her palm from the spatial belt she had hidden under her robe over her waist. She had kept this Imagery Stone so that she could use this to later frame Nora Alstreim, but so far, she hadn't seen such an opportunity arrive in front of her sight.

Looking at Elder Zeno Alstreim stare at her dubiously, she promptly activated the Imagery Stone to show that she still had it with her.

A projection appeared and formed the image of a room, along with a majestic chair that looked like a throne of a ruler, and seated over it was a beauty that could cause the fall of a kingdom, her expression proud while her lips were widened into a curve, a smirk hanging on it.