Chapter 38 - The Situation Of The Elven Race (4)

The members stared in disbelief at Solaris, their expressions a mix of shock and confusion, trying to grasp the meaning behind her words.

"W-What, Your Majesty? Did I hear you correctly?" Hilda blurted out, pushing herself upright from her chair, hands gripping the table as if she needed support to comprehend what she had just heard.

"It might get messy if we do it here," Solaris remarked casually, her tone nonchalant despite the bombshell she had dropped. "So let's finish eating first."

Hilda sank back into her chair, visibly stunned by the unexpected statement.

With that awkward moment lingering, we resumed our meal in silence.

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After we finished our meal, the servants diligently cleared the table, gathering the plates and utensils and loading them onto a cart. As they began to wheel it away, Solaris stopped them with a commanding tone.